Hope Is A Working-man's Dream.

It Is A Maxim Universally Agreed Upon In Agriculture, That Nothing Must Be Done Too Late; And Again, That Everything Must Be Done At Its Proper Season; While There Is A Third Precept Which Reminds Us That Opportunities Lost Can Never Be Regained.

The Brain Is The Highest Of The Organs In Position, And It Is Protected By The Vault Of The Head; It Has No Flesh Or Blood Or Refuse. It Is The Citadel Of Sense-perception.

Hope Is A Working-man's Dream.

Lust Is An Enemy To The Purse, A Foe To The Person, A Canker To The Mind, A Corrosive To The Conscience, A Weakness Of The Wit, A Besotter Of The Senses, And Finally, A Mortal Bane To All The Body.

A Short Death Is The Sovereign Good Hap Of Human Life.