These Flowers Are Like The Pleasures Of

When Law Can Do No Right, Let It Be Lawful That Law Bar No Wrong.

Steed Threatens Steed, In High And Boastful Neighs Piercing The Night's Dull Ear; And From The Tents The Armorers Accomplishing The Knights, With Busy Hammers Closing Rivets Up, Give Dreadful Note Of Preparation.

Thus Sometimes Hath The Brightest Day A Cloud; And After Summer Evermore Succeeds Barren Winter, With His Wrathful Nipping Cold: So Cares And Joys Abound, As Seasons Fleet.

Though This Be Madness, Yet There Is Method In't.

Your Wisdom Is Consum'd In Confidence. Do Not Go Forth To-day.