Contentions Fierce, Ardent, And Dire, Spring From

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

Ridicule Often Checks What Is Absurd, And Fully As Often Smothers That Which Is Noble.

As Good Play For Nothing, You Know, As Work For Nothing.

A Fool's Wild Speech Confounds The Wise.

Greatness Of Any Kind Has No Greater Foe Than A Habit Of Drinking.