For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of
the fool: this also is read more

For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of
the fool: this also is vanity.

The sense of death is most in apprehension.

The sense of death is most in apprehension.

Nature made the fields and man the cities.

Nature made the fields and man the cities.

Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.

Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.

The folly of one man is the fortune of another.

The folly of one man is the fortune of another.

Then gently scan your brother man,
Still gentler sister woman;
Though they may gang a' kennin' wrang
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Then gently scan your brother man,
Still gentler sister woman;
Though they may gang a' kennin' wrang
To step aside is human.

The great put the little on the hooke.

The great put the little on the hooke.

When they can't win in fair fight, they resort to all sorts of
sly tricks.

When they can't win in fair fight, they resort to all sorts of
sly tricks.

It is, I believe, better to restrain the passions of youth by a
sense of shame, and by conciliatory read more

It is, I believe, better to restrain the passions of youth by a
sense of shame, and by conciliatory means, than by fear.