Not Heav'n Itself Upon The Past Has

Youth Should Watch Joys And Shoot Them As They Fly.

War Is A Trade Of Kings.

A Lively Faith Will Bear Aloft The Mind, And Leave The Luggage Of Good Works Behind.

What, Start At This! When Sixty Years Have Spread. Their Grey Experience O'er Thy Hoary Head? Is This The All Observing Age Could Gain? Or Hast Thou Known The World So Long In Vain?

To Die For Faction Is A Common Evil, But To Be Hanged For Nonsense Is The Devil.