As Long As The Fates Permit, Live

Vengeance To God Alone Belongs; But, When I Think Of All My Wrongs My Blood Is Liquid Flame!

For Monarchs Seldom Sigh In Vain.

November's Sky Is Chill And Drear, November's Leaf Is Red And Sear.

Real Valor Consists Not In Being Insensible To Danger; But In Being Prompt To Confront And Disarm It.

Now, It Is Well Known, That A Man May With More Impunity Be Guilty Of An Actual Breach Either Of Real Good Breeding Or Of Good Morals, Than Appear Ignorant Of The Most Minute Point Of Fashionable Etiquette.