The purpose firm is equal to the deed
We bleed, we tremble; we forget, we smile - The mind turns fool, before the cheek is dry
Oh, how portentous is prosperity! How comet-like, it threatens while it shines.
Time elaborately thrown away.
What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach, 'Tis an implicit satire on mankind; And while it satisfies, it censures too.
Procrastination is the thief of time: Year after year it steals, till all are fled.