A Sip Is The Most Than Mortals

The Head Best Leaves To The Heart What The Heart Alone Divines.

I Find My Past In My Present, And From These Forecast My Future.

Nor Do We Accept, As Genuine The Person Not Characterized By This Blushing Bashfulness, This Youthfulness Of Heart, This Sensibility To The Sentiment Of Suavity And Self-respect. Modesty Is Bred Of Self-reverence. Fine Manners Are The Mantle Of Fair Minds. None Are Truly Great Without This Ornament.

Right Is The Royal Ruler Alone; And He Who Rules With Least Restraint Comes Nearest To Empire.

Nor Is A Day Lived If The Dawn Is Left Out Of It, With The Prospects It Opens. Who Speaks Charmingly Of Nature Or Of Mankind, Like Him Who Comes Bibulous Of Sunrise And The Fountains Of Waters?