Each Must Drain His Share Of Pleasure,

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

Welcome As The Flowers In May.

I Am She, O Most Bucolical Juvenal, Under Whose Charge Are Placed The Milky Mothers Of The Herd.

We Often Praise The Evening Clouds, And Tints So Gay And Bold, But Seldom Think Upon Our God, Who Tinged These Clouds With Gold.

No Scene Of Mortal Life But Teems With Mortal Woe.