Ill news, madam, Are swallow-winged, but what's good Walks on crutches.

For evil news rides post, while good news baits.

He is not valiant that dares die, but he that boldly bears calamity.

Be wise; soar not too high to fall; but stoop to rise.

Out, you impostors! Quack salving, cheating mountebanks! your skill Is to make sound men sick, and sick men kill.

Patience, the beggar's virtue, shall find no harbor here.