There
is a tide in the affairs of men, Which,
taken at the flood, leads to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage
of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On
such a full sea we are now afloat; And
we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
Brutus
in Julius Caesar Act
4 Scene 3.
May
the road rise up to meet you, May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face, And the rain fall soft
upon your fields, And until we meet again, May God hold you in
the hollow of his hand.
Irish
Prayer