On Cold December Fragrant Chaplets Blow, And

Fame Can Never Make Us Lie Down Contentedly On A Deathbed.

To Balance Fortune By A Just Expense, Join With Economy, Magnificence.

Of Fight Or Fly, This Choice Is Left Ye, To Resist Or Die.

Where Grows?--where Grows It Not? If Vain Our Toil, We Ought To Blame The Culture, Not The Soil.

Learning Is Like Mercury, One Of The Most Powerful And Excellent Things In The World In Skillful Hands; In Unskillful, The Most Mischievous.