For why, when any thing offends thy Eyes,
Dost thou streight seek for Ease, and streight advise;
Yet if it shall oppress thy Mind, endure
The Ills with Patience, and defer the Cure?
He that hath once begun a good Design,
Hath finish'd half; dare to be wise, begin:
He that defers to live, is like the Clown
Who waits, expecting 'till the River's gone:
But that still rouls its Streams, and will roul on.