Not to understand a treasure's worth Till time has stol'n away the slighted good,
Is cause of half the poverty we feel,
And makes the world the wilderness it is.
WILLIAM COWPER.
III. ADVERSITY.
In his own image the Creator made,
His own pure sunbeam quickened thee, O man! Thou breathing dial! since the day began The present hour was ever marked with shade!
WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR.
The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man
Less than a span: In his conception wretched, from the womb,
So to the tomb; Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years
With cares and fears. Who then to frail mortality shall trust,
But limns on water, or but writes in dust.