The Zeal Of Friends It Is That

The Will Of Man Is His Happiness.

Sorrow Is Brief But Joy Is Endless

Joy All Creatures Drink At Nature's Bosoms.

Satisfied If They Themselves Can Escape From The Hard Labour Of Thought, They Willingly Abandon To Others The Guardianship Of Their Thoughts.

The Great Happiness Of Life, I Find, After All, To Consist In The Regular Discharge Of Some Mechanical Duty.