Old Age Creeps On Us Ere We

Dreams Are But Interludes, Which Fancy Makes; When Monarch Reason Sleeps, This Mimic Wakes.

Let Grace And Goodness Be The Principal Loadstone Of Thy Affections.

Presence Of Mind And Courage In Distress, Are More Than Arrives To Procure Success?

All Habits Gather By Unseen Degrees.

Love Is A Child That Talks In Broken Language, Yet Then He Speaks Most Plain.