Farewell! Thou Art Too Dear For My

Men So Noble, However Faulty, Yet Should Find Respect For What They Have Been: 'tis A Cruelty To Load A Falling Man.

Sweets With Sweets War Not, Joy Delights In Joy.

Virtue Is Bold, And Goodness Never Fearful.

Men Must Learn Now With Pity To Dispense; For Policy Sits Above Conscience.

Beggar That I Am, I Am Even Poor In Thanks