Against diseases here the strongest fence is the defensive vertue, Abstinence.
T is the will that makes the action good or ill.
None pities him that is in the snare, who warned before, would not beware.
Give, if thou can, an alms; if not, a sweet and gentle word.
Here a little child I stand, Heaving up my either hand; Cold as paddocks though they be, Here I lift them up to Thee, for a benison to fall on our meat, and on us all. Amen.
Gather ye rosebuds, while ye may.