Wealth Cannot Make A Life,

It Is The End That Crowns Us, Not The Fight.

Gather Ye Rosebuds, While Ye May.

God Doth Not Promise Here To Man That Hewill Free Him Quickly From His Misery;but In His Own Time, And When He Thinks Fit,then He Will Give A Happy End To It.

If Little Labour, Little Are Our Gains: Man's Fortunes Are According To His Pains.

Oft Have I Heard Both Youths And Virgins Say, Birds Chuse Their Mates And Couple Too This Day: But By Their Flight I Never Can Devine When I Shall Couple With My Valentine.