The hourglass is an emblem of human life. Behold! How swiftly the sands run, and how rapidly our lives are drawing to a close!

We cannot, without astonishment, behold the little particles which are contained in this machine; how they pass away almost imperceptibly, and yet, to our surprise, in the short space of an hour they are all exhausted.

Thus wastes man!

Today he puts forth the tender leaves of hope; tomorrow blossoms, and bears his blushing honors thick upon him; the next day comes a frost, which withers the bloom; and when he thinks his greatness is still aspiring, he falls, like autumn leaves, to enrich our mother earth.



The scythe is an emblem of time, which cuts the brittle thread of life and launches us into eternity.

Behold! What havoc the scythe of time makes among the human race!

If by chance we should escape the numerous evils incident to childhood and youth, and with health and vigor arrive at the years of manhood, yet, withal, we must soon be cut down by the all-devouring scythe of time, and be gathered into the land where our fathers have gone before us.







Desire Bends what is seen until it resembles what is wished.

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