No Wicked Man Knows Happiness, And Least

The Itch Of Scribbling.

Be Gentle With The Young.

There Is No Reliance To Be Placed On Appearance.

The Brief Span Of Our Poor Unhappy Life To Its Final Hour Is Hastening On; And While We Drink And Call For Gay Wreaths, Perfumes, And Young Girls, Old Age Creeps Upon Us, Unperceived.

There Are Many Things Which May Not Be Uttered By Men In Threadbare Coats.