If A Donkey Bray At You, Don't

There Are Three Waies, The Vniversities, The Sea, The Court.

The Soule Needs Few Things, The Body Many.

Science Stands, A Too Competant Servant, Behind Her Wrangling Underbred Masters, Holding Out Resources, Devices, And Remedies They Are Too Stupid To Use. ... And On Its Material Side, A Modern Utopia Must Needs Present These Gifts As Taken.

One Slumber Finds Another.

Persons Unmask Their Evilest Qualities When They Do Quarrel.