Are worth more to men than the leaves of a book.

Time tests our friends, and soon doth teach

The value of their love and speech.

Frail mortal, tell me, who hath power

To stop ye tide or check ye hour?

He is thrice wise, and he thrice blessed,

Who portions out work, play, and rest.

Though clouds may dull both hour and day,

Love like the sun endures for aye.

Time tests our friends and soon doth show