A Man Can Die But Once.

There's Hope A Great Man's Memory May Outlive His Life Half A Year.

So Distribution Should Undo Excess, And Each Man Have Enough.

If The Skin Were Parchment And The Blows You Gave Were Ink, Your Own Handwriting Would Tell You What I Think.

Now, Good Digestion Wait On Appetite, And Health On Both!

My Desolation Does Begin To Make A Better Life.