My Son, These Maxims Make A Rule

Life Is But A Day At Most.

Now's The Day And Now's The Hour.

Ambition Is A Meteor-gleam; Fame A Restless Airy Dream; Pleasures, Insects On The Wing Round Peace, Th' Tend Rest Flow'r Of Spring.

Nursing Her Wrath To Keep It Warm.--robert Burns

O, My Luve Is Like A Red, Red Rose.