Love rules the world, Turns night to day, When hate is hurled Far, far away. [Illustration: SUNDIAL AT MONKEND, YORKSHIRE. ] Idle not thy time away, We are all known by our work, And if toil we fear to-day, Extra tasks next morn we shirk. [Illustration: SUNDIAL AT LITTLE MALVERN. ] Wherever shadows do appear Be sure there’s always sun, And every doubt and every fear Must vanish one by one. [Illustration: SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY. ] If on looks ye build, my lass, Learn like a shadow they must pass, Affect not then at all surprise, For in my face a fortune lies. [Illustration: SUNDIAL AT CHILVESTER LODGE, CALNE, WILTS. Date 1754. ] Since theft by all is judged a crime, Who will excuse poor Father Time, For since this world saw light hath he, Pilfered and stole continually. [Illustration: SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY. ] Be cheerful under adverse showers, Honest, bright, and full of fun; For our fellow-men, like flowers, Ever turn towards the sun. [Illustration: SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY. ] If you would retrieve time lost, Sacrifice some hours of play; Remember life exceeds all cost, And night soon ends each day. [Illustration: SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY. ] In hope man hurries on his way, To work his will ere close of day, Remembering always, with a sigh, How swift the hours and minutes fly. [Illustration: SUNDIAL AT STANTON ST. QUINTIN, CHIPPENHAM, WILTS. ] At even’ ere the sun be set, While golden twilight lingers yet— Before night’s hours do intervene, A brighter light is often seen. [Illustration: CANNON SUNDIAL, BELONGING TO THE SULTAN OF MOROCCO. ] Like a warrior take a look, Ever bringing time to book, For he’ll take thee unaware, If no hours ye mark with care. [Illustration: SUNDIAL IN GARDENS OF QUEEN MARY’S HOME, WHITSTABLE. ] Roses all the year I grow, And with such I never part, For though seasons come and go, Roses bloom within my heart. [Illustration: SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY, LATEST PATTERN. ]