Time, Waxing Old, Doth All Things Purify.

From Him [death] Alone Of All The Powers Of Heaven Persuasion Holds Aloof.

Still To The Sufferer Comes, As Due From God, A Glory That To Suffering Owes Its Birth.

He Who Learns Must Suffer. And Even In Our Sleep Pain That Cannot Forget Falls Drop By Drop Upon The Heart, And In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Comes Wisdom To Us By The Awful Grace Of God.

It's A Man's Jobno Place For Women's Plans Here!what Lies Outside. Stay Home And Cause No Trouble.

Old Men, What Are They? Fast Fading The Leaf, Three-footed They Walk, Yet Frail As A Child, As A Dream Set Afloat In The Daylight.