There Is A History In All Men's

The Sweat Of Industry Would Dry And Die, But For The End It Works To.

We Must Follow, Not Force Providence.

Divers Philosophers Hold That The Lips Is Parcel Of The Mouth.

But Flies An Eagle Flight, Bold And Forth On, Leaving No Tract Behind.

Think, When We Talk Of Horses, That You See Them Printing Their Proud Hoofs I' The Receiving Earth.