When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.

“Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.”

“Diseases desperate grown,By desperate appliance are relieved,Or not at all.”

“Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life.”

“We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things …”