To Chase The Glowing Hours With Flying

Now I Shall Go To Sleep. Goodnight.

It Is Not For Minds Like Ours To Give Or To Receive Flatter; Yet The Praises Of Sincerity Have Ever Been Permitted To The Voice Of Friendship

[armenian] Is A Rich Language, However, And Would Amply Repay Any One The Trouble Of Learning It.

Nor All That Heralds Rake From Coffin'd Clay, Nor Florid Prose, Nor Honied Lies Of Rhyme, Can Blazon Evil Deeds, Or Consecrate A Crime.

Man's Conscience Is The Oracle Of God.