Fools Rush In Where Angels Fear To

Time Conquers All, And We Must Time Obey.

Reason's Whole Pleasure, All The Joys Of Sense, Lie In Three Words,-health, Peace, And Competence.

How Happy Is The Blameless Vestal's Lot? The World Forgetting, By The World Forgot.

Chaste To Her Husband, Frank To All Beside, A Teeming Mistress, But A Barren Bride.

The Dances Ended, All The Fairy Train For Pinks And Daisies Search'd The Flow'ry Plain.