It Is The Lot Of Man But

Seest Thou Good Days? Prepare For Evil Times. No Summer But Hath Its Winter. He Never Reaped Comfort In Adversity That Sowed Not In Prosperity.

With A Bloody Flux Of Oaths Vows Deep Revenge.

Put Off Thy Cares With Thy Clothes; So Shall Thy Rest Strengthen Thy Labour, And So Shall Thy Labour Sweeten Thy Rest.

False World, Thou Ly'st: Thou Canst Not Lend The Least Delight: Thy Favours Cannot Gain A Friend, They Are So Slight.

Our God And Souldiers We Alike Adore,evn At The Brink Of Danger; Not Before:after Deliverance, Both Alike Required;our Gods Forgotten, And Our Souldiers Slighted.