8. I'll warrant thee from drowning, though thy
Ship were no stronger than a nut-shell.
Tempest.
9. The sea of ambition is tempest-toss'd,
And thy hopes may vanish like foam;
But when sails are shiver'd and rudder lost,
Then look to the light of home!
Mrs. Hale.
10. Your life's a summer even,
Whose sun of light, though set