George Herbert

Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.

Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.

By the needle you shall draw the thread, and by that which is
past, see how that which is read more

By the needle you shall draw the thread, and by that which is
past, see how that which is to come will be drawne on.

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky,
The dew read more

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky,
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night;
For thou must die.

Hope is the poore mans bread.

Hope is the poore mans bread.

The reasons of the poore weigh not.

The reasons of the poore weigh not.