Rewards

All things are open to these two events,
Or to rewards, or else to punishments.

Who plants an olive, but to eat the oil?
Reward, we know, is the chief end of toil.

All I have lost that could be rapt from me;
And fare it well: yet, Herrick, if so be
Thy dearest Saviour renders thee but one
Smile, that one smile's full restitution.

Our honours and our commendations be
Due to the merits, not authority.

Though good things answer many good intents,
Crosses do still bring forth the best events.

For all our works a recompence is sure;
'Tis sweet to think on what was hard t'endure.