If Some Appalling Disaster Befalls, There's Always

I Care For Riches, To Make Gifts.

To The Worker, God Himself Lends Aid.

Whoso Neglects Learning In His Youth, Loses The Past And Is Dead For The Future.

When Roused To Rage The Maddening Populace Storms, Their Fury, Like A Rolling Flame, Bursts Forth Unquenchable; But Give Its Violence Ways, It Spends Itself, And As Its Force Abates, Learns To Obey And Yields It To Your Will.

Toil, Says The Proverb, Is The Sire Of Fame.