But Thousands Die Without Or This Or

Coffee Which Makes The Politician Wise, And See Through All Things With His Half-shut Eyes.

All Are But Parts Of One Stupendous Whole, Whose Body Nature Is, And God The Soul.

Know Then This Truth, Enough For Man To Know Virtue Alone Is Happiness Below.

If Faith Itself Has Different Dresses Worn, What Wonder Modes In Wit Should Take Their Turn?

Let Opening Roses Knotted Oaks Adorn, And Liquid Amber Drop From Every Thorn.