A Progeny Of Learning.

A Tale Of Scandal Is As Fatal To The Credit Of A Prudent Lady As A Fever Is Generally To Those Of The Strongest Constitutions. But There Is A Sort Of Puny, Sickly Reputation, That Is Always Ailing, Yet Will Wither The Robuster Characters Of A Hundred Prudes.

An Unforgiving Eye, And A Damned Disinheriting Countenance!

Justice-august And Pure, The Abstract Idea Of All That Would Be Perfect In The Spirits And The Inspirations Of Men!-where The Mind Rises; Where The Heart Expands; Where The Countenance Is Ever Placid And Benign; Where Her Favorite Attitude Is To Stoop To The Unfortunate; To Hear Their Cry And To Help Them; To Rescue And Relieve; To Succor And Save; Majestic, From Its Mercy; Venerable, From Its Lutility; Uplifted, Without Pride; Firm Without Obduracy; Beneficent In Each Preference; Lovely, Though In Her Frown!

I Ne'er Could Any Luster See In Eyes That Would Not Look On Me.

The Surest Way Not To Fail Is To Determine To Succeed.