MOTTI

A day may prime thee, improve this hour

A stick in time saves mine

Aim higher than the mark

Amidst the flowers I tell the hours

As a shadow such is life

Be thankful, watch, pray and work

By the shadow shall I mark time

Come boy now's the hour

Come light visit me

Count all the hours lost which are not accompanied by some worthy deed

Evil be to him who thinks evil thereof

Go your way into His courts with thanksgiving

He hath made his choice aright, who counted but the hours of light

I am a shadow, so art thou, I mark the time, dost thou?

I count bright hours only

I count only sunny hours

I stand amid the summer flowers/ to tell the passage of the hours.
When winter steals the flowers away I tell the passing of their day.
Man whose flesh is but as grass like summer flowers thy life shall pass while time is thine lay up in store/ and thou shalt live for evermore

Lead kindly light

Learn to live and die well

Learn ze, years pass by like running water

Let not the sun go down on your wrath

Let others tell of storms and showers, I tell only sunny hours

Let the slight shadow teach thee wisdom

Life's but a walking shadow

Light and shadow by turns, but love always

Light is the shadow of God

Like a true fireman, I am always ready

Look at me and pass on

Loose no time

Man wants but little here below, nor wants that little wrong

Moved by the light

My time is in thy hand

Night comes when no man can work

On this moment hangs eternity

Only as I abide in the light of heaven do I fulfil the will of my maker

Perhaps the last

Slow comes the hour, its passing speed how great

Snatch the present hour, fear the last

So passes the glory of the world

Tak tent o'time, ere time be tint

The clock the time may wrongly tell, I never if the sun shines well

The gliding hour flies on its fitful wings

The Lord is my light

The shadow of my finger cast divides the future from the past; before it stands the unborn hour in darkness and beyond thy power; behind its returning line the vanished hour no longer thine; one hour alone is in thy hand, the now on which the shadow stands

The Sun guides me the shadows gone

The Sun who guides the heavenly bodies produces the shade

They pass by and are scorned

Till the day dawn and the shadows flee away

Time and tide wait for no man

Time flies, death urges, knells call, heaven invites

Time flies, eternity draws near

Time passes as a shadow

To God alone by the glory

To thee that mourn the hours are slow/ but with joyful swiftly go

When thou dost look upon my face,/ to learn the time of day: think how my shadow keeps its pace,/ as thy life flies away.
Take, mortal this advice from me/ and so resolve to spend.
Thy life on earth, that heaven shall be/ thy home when time shall end

With the shadow nothing, without the shadow nothing

With warning hand I mark times rapid flight, from life's glad morning to its solemn night. Yet through the dear God's love, I also show, There's light above me by the shade below