Tis All In Vain To Keep A

All Looks Yellow To A Jaundiced Eye.

Our Proper Bliss Depends On What We Blame.

Strength Of Mind Is Exercise, Not Rest.

Soft Is The Strain When Zephyr Gently Blows, And The Smooth Stream In Smoother Numbers Flows; But When Loud Surges Lash The Sounding Shore, The Hoarse Rough Verse Should Like The Torrent Roar. When Ajax Strives Some Rock's Vast Weight To Throw, The Line Too Labours, And The Words Move Slow: Not So When Swift Camilla Scours The Plain, Flies O'er Th' Unbending Corn, And Skims Along The Main.

What Will A Child Learn Sooner Than A Song?