In Beauty Faults Conspicuous Grow; The Smallest

How, Like A Moth, The Simple Maid Still Plays Around The Flame!

Lions, Wolves, And Vultures Don't Live Together In Herds, Droves Or Flocks. Of All Animals Of Prey, Man Is The Only Sociable One. Every One Of Us Preys Upon His Neighbor, And Yet We Herd Together.

The Fly That Sips Treacle Is Lost In The Sweets.

Twas When The Seas Were Roaring With Hollow Blasts Of Wind, A Damsel Lay Deploring, All On A Rock Reclined.

Beasts Kill For Hunger, Men For Pay.