His Smile Is Like The Silver Plate

But As In Wailing There's Nought Availing, And Death Unfailing Will Strike The Blow, Then For That Reason, And For A Season, Let Us Be Merry Before We Go.

Evil Prospers When Good Men Do Nothing.

Madame De Stael Talks Herself Into A Beauty.

Assassinate Me You May; Intimidate Me You Cannot.

It Is The Common Fate Of The Indolent To See Their Rights Become Prey To The Active. The Conditions Upon Which God Hath Given Liberty To Man Is Eternal Vigilance; Which Condition If He Break, Servitude Is At Once The Consequence Of His Crime, And The Punishment Of His Guilt.