Who Dare To Love Their Country, And

Speed The Soft Intercourse From Soul To Soul, And Waft A Sigh From Indus To The Pole.

Whate'er The Passion, Knowledge, Fame, Or Pelf, Not One Will Change His Neighbor With Himself.

Heaven Forming Each On Other To Depend, A Master, Or A Servant, Or A Friend, Bids Each On Other For Assistance Call, Till One Man's Weakness Grows The Strength Of All.

Die Of A Rose In Aromatic Pain.

Search Then The Ruling Passion: This Clue, Once Found, Unravels All The Rest.