Wine Lets No Lover Unrewarded Go.

By Music Minds An Equal Temper Know, Nor Swell Too High, Nor Sink Too Low. . . . . Warriors She Fires With Animated Sounds. Pours Balm Into The Bleeding Lover's Wounds.

Be Niggards Of Advice On No Pretense; For The Worst Avarice Is That Of Sense.

The Young Disease, That Must Subdue At Length, Grows With His Growth, And Strengthens With His Strength.

Some Praise At Morning What They Blame At Night, But Always Think The Last Opinion Right.

What Will A Child Learn Sooner Than A Song?