Soldier, Rest! Thy Warfare O'er.

Well, Then--our Course Is Chosen--spread The Sail-- Heave Oft The Lead, And Mark The Soundings Well-- Look To The Helm, Good Master--many A Shoal Marks This Stern Coast, And Rocks, Where Sits The Siren Who, Like Ambition, Lures Men To Their Ruin.

Despite Those Titles, Power, And Pelf, The Wretch, Concentred All In Self, Living, Shall Forfeit Fair Renown, And, Doubly Dying, Shall Go Down To The Vile Dust, From Whence He Sprung, Unwept, Unhonor'd, And Unsung.

A Good Deal Of Philanthropy Arises In General From Mere Vanity And Love Of Distinction Gilded Over To Others And To Themselves With Some Show Of Benevolent Sentiment.

It Is Wonderful What Strength Of Purpose And Boldness And Energy Of Will Are Roused By The Assurance That We Are Doing Our Duty.

The Chain Of Friendship, However Bright, Does Not Stand The Attrition Of Constant Close Contact.