Oh, How Short Are The Days! How

Write On Your Doors The Saying Wise And Old, "be Bold! Be Bold!" And Everywhere - "be Bold; Be Not Too Bold!" Yet Better The Excess Than The Defect; Better The More Than Less; Better Like Hector In The Field To Die, Than Like A Perfumed Paris Turn And Fly.

The Lowest Ebb Is The Turn Of The Tide.

Winter Giveth The Fields, And The Trees So Old, Their Beards Of Icicles And Snow.

A Coquette Is A Young Lady Of More Beauty Than Sense, More Accomplishments Than Learning, More Charms Not Person Than Graces Of Mind, More Admirers Than Friends, Mole Fools Than Wise Men For Attendants.

Who Dares To Say That He Alone Has Found The Truth?