Death Ready Stands To Interpose His Dart.

Thou Art My Father, Thou My Author, Thou My Being Gav'st Me; Whom Should I Obey But Thee, Whom Follow?

Apt Words Have Power To Suage The Tumors Of A Troubled Mind.

But What More Oft In Nations Grown Corrupt, And By Their Vices Brought To Servitude, Than To Love Bondage More Than Liberty, Bondage With Ease Than Strenuous Liberty.

For So I Created Them Free And Free They Must Remain.

The Hungry Sheep Look Up, And Are Not Fed.