He That Thinks Amiss, Concludes Worse.

Sweet Day, So Cool, So Calm, So Bright, / The Bridal Of The Earth And Sky.

That Which Sufficeth Is Not Little.

A Snow Yeare, A Rich Yeare.

When You Are An Anvill, Hold You Still; When You Are A Hammer, Strike Your Fill.

He That Endures Is Not Overcome.