Sing Away Sorrow, Cast Away Care.

Nor Has His Death The World Deceiv'd Than His Wondrous Life Surprise D; If He Like A Madman Liv'd Least He Like A Wise One Dy'd.

He Is Mad Past Recovery, But Yet He Has Lucid Intervals.

Get Out Of Harms Way.

Inasmuch As Ill-deeds Spring Up As A Spontaneous Crop, They Are Easy To Learn.

Time Ripens All Things; No Man Is Born Wise.