Explore "Epigrams" by Thomas James Wise on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
1. / There's no living, my boy, without plenty of gold, / But gold to obtain you must ever be bold. / The Diver will never who feareth the shark / Bring up precious pearls from the sea caverns dark.
2. / O think not you'll change what on high is designed, / Though you lift up your hands and to heaven you shout; / The Angel will grieve not, who governs the wind, / Though a gust should the lamp of the widow blow out.
3. / Load not thyself with gold, O mortal man, for know / No strength thou'lt have for loads when summon'd hence away. / Avoid excess of meat, it maketh gross, I trow, / And gross thou must not be when summon'd hence away; / For through the narrow gate thou'lt find it hard to go / Of death, if thou art gross when summon'd hence away.