A Sinful Heart Makes Feeble Hand.

We Do That In Our Zeal Our Calmer Moment Would Be Afraid To Answer.

Each Must Drain His Share Of Pleasure, Share Of Pain.

The Book Of Books Within This Ample Volume Lies The Mystery Of Mysteries. Happiest They Of Human Race To Whom Their God Has Given Grace To Read, To Fear, To Hope, To Pray, To Lift The Latch, To Force The Way; But Better Had They Ne'er Been Born That Read To Doubt Or Read To Scorn.

No Scene Of Mortal Life But Teems With Mortal Woe.

Fortune May Raise Up Or Abuse The Ordinary Mortal, But The Sage And The Soldier Should Have Minds Beyond Her Control.