And Not A Vanity Is Given In

To Him No High, No Low, No Great, No Small; He Fills, He Bounds, Connects And Equals All!

There Is A Majesty In Simplicity.

No One Should Be Ashamed To Admit They Are Wrong, Which Is But Saying, In Other Words, That They Are Wiser Today Than They Were Yesterday.

Oh! If To Dance All Night, And Dress All Day, Charm'd The Small-pox, Or Chas'd Old Age Away; . . . . To Patch, Nay Ogle, Might Become A Saint, Nor Could It Sure Be Such A Sin To Paint.

Wine Works The Heart Up, Wakes The Wit, There Is No Cure 'gainst Age But It