The Opening Of The First Grammar School

Humbleness Is Always Grace; Always Dignity

And What Is So Rare As A Day In June? Then, If Ever, Come Perfect Days; Then Heaven Tries Earth If It Be In Tune, And Over It Softly Her Warm Ear Lays; Whether We Look, Or Whether We Listen, We Hear Life Murmur, Or See It Glisten.

In The Ocean Of Baseness, The Deeper We Get, The Easier The Sinking.

Practical Application Is The Only Mordant Which Will Set Things In The Memory. Study Without It Is Gymnastics, And Not Work, Which Alone Will Get Intellectual Bread.

Talent Is That Which Is In A Man's Power; Genius Is That In Whose Power A Man Is.