Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled read more

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

It is the nature of the unfortunate to be spiteful, and to envy
those who are well to do.

It is the nature of the unfortunate to be spiteful, and to envy
those who are well to do.

Religion a stalking horse to shoot other foul.

Religion a stalking horse to shoot other foul.

The House shewes the owner.

The House shewes the owner.

I know myself now, and I feel within me
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still read more

I know myself now, and I feel within me
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience.

Of what avail are pedigrees?

Of what avail are pedigrees?

Vain, froward child of empire, say,
Are all thy playthings snatched away?

Vain, froward child of empire, say,
Are all thy playthings snatched away?

The sight of a man hath the force of a Lyon.

The sight of a man hath the force of a Lyon.

There is some soul of goodness in things evil,
Would men observingly distill it out;
For our read more

There is some soul of goodness in things evil,
Would men observingly distill it out;
For our bad neighbor makes us early stirrers,
Which is both healthful, and good husbandry.