We Must, Therefore, Be Here As Strangers

I Happy Am, If Well With You.

I Prize Thy Love More Than Whole Mines Of Gold Or All The Riches That The East Doth Hold.

My Hope And Treasure Lies Above

He That Would Be Content With A Mean Condition Must Not Cast His Eye Upon One That Is In A Far Better Estate Than Himself, But Let Him Look Upon Him That Is Lower Than He Is, And, If He See That Such A One Bears Poverty Comfortably, It Will Help To Quiet Him.

Art Can Do Much, But This Maxim's Most Sure/a Weak Or Wounded Brain Admits No Cure.