And these vicissitudes come best in youth;
For when they happen at a riper age,
People are apt to blame the Fates, forsooth,
And wonder Providence is not more sage.
Adversity is the first path to truth:
He who hath proved war, storm, or woman's rage,
Whether his winters be eighteen or eighty,
Has won experience which is deem'd so weighty.
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Constant success shows us but one side of the world; adversity brings out the reverse of the picture.
Constant success shows us but one side of the world; adversity brings out the reverse of the picture.
Adversity is sometimes hard upon a man; but for one man who can
stand prosperity, there are a hundred read more
Adversity is sometimes hard upon a man; but for one man who can
stand prosperity, there are a hundred that will stand adversity.
Adversity makes men, and prosperity makes monsters.
Adversity makes men, and prosperity makes monsters.
The good things of prosperity are to be wished; but the good things that belong to adversity are to be read more
The good things of prosperity are to be wished; but the good things that belong to adversity are to be admired.
. . . it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
. . . it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In the adversity of our best friends we often find something
which does not displease us.
[Fr., Dans read more
In the adversity of our best friends we often find something
which does not displease us.
[Fr., Dans l'adversite de nos meilleurs amis nous trouvons
toujours quelque chose ne nous deplaist pas.]
Adversity is the first path to truth.
Adversity is the first path to truth.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry.
But were read more
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry.
But were we burd'ned with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain:
So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee,
With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me;
But if thou live to see like right bereft,
This fool-begged patience in thee will be left.
Thou tamer of the human breast,
Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the read more
Thou tamer of the human breast,
Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the best!
