Who Often, But Without Success, Have Prayed

If Honor Calls, Where'er She Points The Way The Sons Of Honor Follow, And Obey.

What Is This World?--a Term Which Men Have Got, To Signify Not One In Ten Knows What; A Term, Which With No More Precision Passes To Point Out Herds Of Men Than Herds Of Asses; In Common Use No More It Means, We Find, Than Many Fools In Same Opinions Joined.

To Copy Beauty Forfeits All Pretense To Fame; To Copy Faults Is Want Of Sense

Quick-circulating Slanders Mirth Afford; And Reputation Bleeds In Every Word.

Knaves Starve Not In The Land Of Fools.