The good refrain from sin from the pure love of virtue.

The good refrain from sin from the pure love of virtue.

Much will always wanting be
To him who much desires.

Much will always wanting be
To him who much desires.

How calm, how beautiful comes on
The stilly hour, when storms are gone!
When warring winds have read more

How calm, how beautiful comes on
The stilly hour, when storms are gone!
When warring winds have died away,
And clouds, beneath the glancing ray,
Melt off, and leave the land and sea
Sleeping in bright tranquillity.

There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.

There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.

Hee that hath a wife and children wants not businesse.

Hee that hath a wife and children wants not businesse.

And there stalks Discord delighted with her torn mantle.

And there stalks Discord delighted with her torn mantle.

The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.

The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.

And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.

The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.