The Man Who Is Prepared Has His

Now Blessings Light On Him That First Invented This Same Sleep. It Covers A Man All Over, Thoughts And All, Like A Cloak.

Our Hours In Love Have Wings; In Absence, Crutches.

There Are But Few Proverbial Sayings That Are Not True, For They Are All Drawn From Experience Itself, Which Is The Mother Of All Sciences.

Thou Art A Cat, And A Rat, And A Coward.

To Think That The Affairs Of This Life Always Remain In The Same State Is A Vain Presumption; Indeed They All Seem To Be Perpetually Changing And Moving In A Circular Course. Spring Is Followed By Summer, Summer By Autumn, And Autumn By Winter, Which Is Again Followed By Spring, And So Time Continues Its Everlasting Round. But The Life Of Man Is Ever Racing To Its End, Swifter Than Time Itself, Without Hope Of Renewal, Unless In The Next That Is Limitless And Infinite.