The Only Fault's With Time; All Men

Man Partly Is And Wholly Hopes To Be.

Who Knows But The World May End Tonight

Fail I Alone, In Words And Deeds? Why, All Men Strive And Who Succeeds?

How Good Is Man's Life, The Mere Living! How Fit To Employ All The Heart And The Soul And The Senses Forever In Joy!

What's A Man's Age? He Must Hurry More, That's All; Cram In A Day, What His Youth Took A Year To Hold.