[plates 7-10]
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive your cart and
your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads to the
palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by incapacity.
He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm forgives the
plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the same tree
that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never become a
star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy bee has
no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur'd by the clock; but of
wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without a net or
a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth. No bird
soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body revenges not
injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If the fool
would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of
knavery. Shame is pride's cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law,
brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of
God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is
the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. Excess of
sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of
wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are
portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox condemns the
trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man wear the
feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the
spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool,& the sullen,
frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod. What is now
proved was only once imagin'd. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet
watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant, watch the
fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One thought fills
immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man
