And friend received with thumps upon the back.

Men should press forward, in fame's glorious chase; Nobles look backward, and so lose the race.

Youth is not rich in time; it may be poor; Part with it as with money, sparing; pay No moment but in purchase of its worth, And what it's worth, ask death-beds; they can tell.

Wonder is involuntary praise.

Nature delights in progress; in advance.

Age should fly concourse, cover in retreat defects of judgment, and the will subdue; walk thoughtful on the silent, solemn shore of that vast ocean it must sail so soon.

Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed.