Teach Me, O Lark! With Thee To

Old Religious Factions Are Volcanoes Burnt Out.

The Parties Are The Gamesters; But Government Keeps The Table, And Is Sure To Be The Winner In The End.

They Never Will Love Where They Ought To Love, Who Do Not Hate Where They Ought To Hate.

Laws Are Commanded To Hold Their Tongues Among Arms; And Tribunals Fall To The Ground With The Peace They Are No Longer Able To Uphold.

The Moment You Abate Anything From The Full Rights Of Men To Each Govern Himself, And Suffer Any Artificial Positive Limitation Upon Those Rights, From That Moment The Whole Organization Of Government Becomes A Consideration Of Convenience.