John Byrom

My hair is grey, but not with years.

My hair is grey, but not with years.

Despair of all recovery spoils longevity,
And makes men's miseries of alarming brevity.

Despair of all recovery spoils longevity,
And makes men's miseries of alarming brevity.

Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.

Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.

For over-warmth, if false, is worse than truth.

For over-warmth, if false, is worse than truth.

With more of thanks and less of thought,
I strive to make my matters meet;
To seek read more

With more of thanks and less of thought,
I strive to make my matters meet;
To seek what ancient sages sought,
Physic and food in sour and sweet,
To take what passes in good part,
And keep the hiccups from the heart.