A Spark Neglected Makes A Mighty Fire.

Things Are Evermore Sincere; / Candor Here, And Lustre There / Delighting.

Rise And Put On Your Foliage, And Be Seen To Come Forth, Like The Springtime, Fresh And Green

Tears Are The Noble Language Of Eyes, And When True Love Of Words Is Destitute. The Eye By Tears Speak, While The Tongue Is Mute.

It Takes Great Wit And Interest And Energy To Be Happy. The Pursuit Of Happiness Is A Great Activity. One Must Be Open And Alive. It Is The Greatest Feat Man Has To Accomplish.

Welcome, Maids Of Honor, You Doe Bring In The Spring, And Wait Upon Her.