There's Nothing That Allays An Angry Mind

Grace Comes Often Clad In The Dusky Robe Of Desolation.

Daisies Smell-less, Yet Most Quaint, And Sweet Thyme True, Primrose, First Born Child Of Ver, Merry Spring-time's Harbinger.

The True Way To Gain Much, Is Never To Desire To Gain Too Much. He Is Not Rich That Possesses Much, But He That Covets No More; And He Is Not Poor That Enjoys Little, But He That Wants Too Much.

Let Us Have A Care Not To Disclose Our Hearts To Those Who Shut Up Theirs Against Us.

As Men Do Walk A Mile, Women Should Talk An Hour, After Supper. 'tis Their Exercise.