Hurry No Man's Cattle; You May Come

Teach You Children Poetry; It Opens The Mind, Lends Grace To Wisdom And Makes The Heroic Virtues Hereditary.

Heaven Know Its Time; The Bullet Has Its Billet

Call It Not Vain: They Do Not Err Who Say That When The Poet Dies Mute Nature Mourns Her Worshipper, And Celebrates His Obsequies.

A Good Deal Of Philanthropy Arises In General From Mere Vanity And Love Of Distinction Gilded Over To Others And To Themselves With Some Show Of Benevolent Sentiment.

...crystal And Hearts Would Lose All Their Merit In The World If It Were Not For Their Fragility.