A Noisy Man Is Always In The

Variety's The Very Spice Of Life, That Gives It All Its Flavor.

Those Flimsy Webs That Break As Soon As Wrought, Attain Not To The Dignity Of Thought.

All We Behold Is Miracle.

How Readily We Wish Time Spent Revoked, That We Might Try The Ground Again Where Once--through Inexperience, As We Now Perceive--we Missed That Happiness We Might Have Found!

There Is A Mixture Of Evil In Everything We Do; Indulgence Encourages Us To Encroach, While We Crabbe Exercise The Rights Of Children, We Become Childish.