What shall I do to be forever known,/ And make the age to come my own?

Age is not different from earlier life as long as you’re sitting down.

Age is not different from earlier life as long as you’re sitting down.

Of all ills that one endures,/ hope is a cheap and universal cure.

Though you be absent here, I needs must say / The trees as beauteous are, and flowers as gay, / As ever they were wont to be.

Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.