Man Is Unjust, But God Is Just;

Now To Rivulets From The Mountains Point The Rods Of Fortune-tellers; Youth Perpetual Dwells In Fountains, Not In Flasks, And Casks, And Cellars.

It Has Done Me Good To Be Somewhat Parched By The Heat And Drenched By The Rain Of Life.

Let Us Then, Be Up And Doing.

Stay, Stay At Home, My Heart And Rest; Home-keeping Hearts Are The Happiest, For Those That Wander They Know Not Where Are Full Of Trouble And Full Of Care; To Stay At Home Is Best.

Fair Words Gladden So Many A Heart.