Hope Springs Eternal.

On Cold December Fragrant Chaplets Blow, And Heavy Harvests Nod Beneath The Snow.

The Heart Resolves This Matter In A Trice, "men Only Feel The Smart, But Not The Vice.

How Vast A Memory Has Love!

Know, Nature's Children All Divide Her Care, The Fur That Warms A Monarch Warmed A Bear.

A Person Who Is Too Nice An Observer Of The Business Of The Crowd, Like One Who Is Too Curious In Observing The Labor Of Bees, Will Often Be Stung For His Curiosity.