Life's Uncertain Voyage.

Beauty Too Rich For Use, For Earth Too Dear.

Omittance Is No Quittance.

I Pray You Bear Me Henceforth From The Noise And Rumour Of The Field, Where I May Think The Remnant Of My Thoughts In Peace, And Part Of This Body And My Soul With Contemplation And Devout Desires.

There Is A Tide In The Affairs Of Men

This Fell Sergeant, Death, Is Strict In His Arrest.