I am above being injured by fortune, though she steals away much, more will remain with me. The blessing I now enjoy transcend fear.
What is now an act of reason, was but blind impulse.
The mind grows sicker than the body in contemplation of it's suffering.
Simplicity is a jewel rarely found.
Grief brims itself and flows away in tears.
Meet the disorder in the outset, the medicine may be too late, when the disease has gained ground through delay.