Arrow-swift The Present Sweepeth, And Motionless Forever

Toil Of Science Swells The Wealth Of Art.

Courage, Ne'er By Sorrow Broken! Aid Where Tears Of Virtue Flow; Faith To Keep Each Promise Spoken! Truth Alike To Friend And Foe!

Man Is Created Free, And Is Free, Even Though Born In Chains.

That Which Is So Universal As Death Must Be A Benefit.

It Is Play And Only Play That Makes Man Complete.