A Tree Is A Nobler Object Than

A Field Of Glory Is A Field For All.

A Brave Man Thinks No One His Superior Who Does Him An Injury, For He Has It Then In His Power To Make Himself Superior To The Other By Forgiving It.

Love Seldom Haunts The Breast Where Learning Lies, And Venus Sets Ere Mercury Can Rise.

On Her White Breast A Sparkling Cross She Wore, Which Jews Might Kiss And Infidels Adore.

So Vast Is Art, So Narrow Human Wit.