Be More Than Man, Or Thou'rt Less

We Study Health, And We Deliberate Upon Our Meats And Drink And Air And Exercises, And We Hew And We Polish Every Stone That Goes To That Building; And So Our Health Is A Long And Regular Work. But In A Minute A Cannon Batters All, Overthrows All, Demolishes All; A Sickness Unprevented For All Our Diligence, Unsuspected For All Our Curiosity, Nay, Undeserved, If We Consider Only Disorder, Summons Us, Seizes Us, Possesses Us, Destroys Us In An Instant.

I Did Best When I Had Least Truth For My Subjects.

Between Cowardice And Despair, Valour Is Gendred.

Love Is A Growing, Or Full Constant Light; And His First Minute, After Noon, Is Night.

Though Truth And Falsehood Be Near Twins, Yet Truth A Little Elder Is.