You harp perpetually on the same string.

You harp perpetually on the same string.

Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious read more

Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

Truth and oyle are ever above.

Truth and oyle are ever above.

But he who stems a stream with sand,
And fetters flame with flaxen band,
Has yet a read more

But he who stems a stream with sand,
And fetters flame with flaxen band,
Has yet a harder task to prove--
By firm resolve to conquer love!

The sow that was washed is turned to her wallowing in the mire.

The sow that was washed is turned to her wallowing in the mire.

Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad read more

Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad truth, which hovers o'er my desk,
Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.

The world itself is too small for the covetous.

The world itself is too small for the covetous.

Let the galled jade wince; our withers are unwrung.

Let the galled jade wince; our withers are unwrung.

Everybody's business is nobody's business.

Everybody's business is nobody's business.