Faster Than Spring-time Showers Comes Thought On

The Bird That Hath Been Limed In A Bush, With Trembling Wings Misdoubteth Every Bush.

Beauty Too Rich For Use, For Earth Too Dear.

Be Just, And Fear Not.

Cowards Die Many Times Before Their Deaths; The Valiant Never Taste Of Death But Once. Of All The Wonders That I Yet Have Heard, It Seems To Me Most Strange That Men Should Fear; Seeing That Death, A Necessary End, Will Come When It Will Come.

Unbidden Guests Are Often Welcomest When They Are Gone.