For The Mighty, Even To Give Away

The Tongue Of Slander Is Too Prompt With Wanton Malice To Wound The Stranger.

The Saying Goes That The Gods Leave A Town Once It Is Captured.

Be It Mine To Draw From Wisdom's Fount, Pure As It Flows, That Calm Of Soul Which Virtue Only Knows.

To Be Free From Evil Thoughts Is God's Best Gift.

Even The Old Should Learn.