Beware Of The Fury Of The Patient

And Plenty Makes Us Poor.

Bankrupt Of Life, Yet Prodigal Of Ease.

Shame On The Body For Breaking Down While The Spirit Perseveres.

But Dying Is A Pleasure / When Living Is A Pain.

Fool That I Was, Upon My Eagle's Wings I Bore This Wren, Till I Was Tired With Soaring, And Now He Mounts Above Me.