That Glittering Hope Is Immemorial And Beckons

Happy Is It To Place A Daughter; Yet It Pains A Father's Heart When He Delivers To Another's House A Child, The Object Of His Tender Care.

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.

Joint Undertakings Stand A Better Chance When They Benefit Both Sides.

Some Men Never Find Prosperity, For All Their Voyaging, While Others Find It With No Voyaging.

Whom The Gods Destroy, They First Make Mad.