-
But well-a-day, the gardener careless grew, The maids and fairies both were kept away, And in a drought the caterpillars threw Themselves upon the bud and every spray. God shield the stock! if Heaven send no supplies, The fairest blossom of the garden dies.
William Browne -
The king to Oxford sent a troop of horse, For Tories own no argument but force; With equal care, to Cambridge books he sent, For Whigs allow no force but argument.
William Browne
-
Oft the cloud that wraps the present hour serves but to brighten all our future days.
William Browne -
There is no season such delight can bring, as summer, autumn, winter and the spring.
William Browne -
If heaven send no supplies, The fairest blossom of the garden dies.
William Browne -
Investing is not a natural science but rather a social science. So, it's never purely empirical; what you are trying to do is everything you possibly can to enhance your probabilities of being right more often than being wrong.
William Browne -
Whose life is a bubble, and in length a span.
William Browne