Hold on, and wait for the grasshoppers. [Wait for better times.]

Hold on, and wait for the grasshoppers. [Wait for better times.]

Tender-handed stroke a nettle,
And it stings you for your pains;
Grasp it like a man of read more

Tender-handed stroke a nettle,
And it stings you for your pains;
Grasp it like a man of mettle,
And it soft as silk remains.
'Tis the same with common natures,
Use 'em kindly, they rebel;
But, be rough as nutmeg-graters,
And the rogues obey you well.

The crow bewailes the sheepe, and then eates it.

The crow bewailes the sheepe, and then eates it.

There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can
hurt.

There is no man, though never so little, but sometimes he can
hurt.

We only appreciate the comforts of life in their loss.

We only appreciate the comforts of life in their loss.

What sweeter gift from nature has fallen to the lot of man than
his children?

What sweeter gift from nature has fallen to the lot of man than
his children?

Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day
may bring forth.

Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day
may bring forth.

I shall speak facts; but some will say I deal in fiction.

I shall speak facts; but some will say I deal in fiction.

But sighs subside, and tears (even widows') shrink,
Like Arno in the summer, to a shallow.

But sighs subside, and tears (even widows') shrink,
Like Arno in the summer, to a shallow.