The Strong Must Protect The Sweet.

By Hook Or By Crook This Peril Too Shall Be Something That We Remember

Bursts As A Wave That From The Clouds Impends, And Swell'd With Tempests On The Ship Descends; White Are The Decks With Foam; The Winds Aloud Howl O'er The Masts, And Sing Through Every Shroud: Pale, Trembling, Tir'd, The Sailors Freeze With Fears; And Instant Death On Every Wave Appears.

It Behooves A Father To Be Blameless If He Expects His Child To Be.

It Is Tedious To Tell Again Tales Already Plainly Told.

Not Two Strong Men The Enormous Weight Could Raise,- Such Men As Live In These Degenerate Days.