A Woman Friend! He That Believes That

That Soul That Can Be Honest Is The Only Perfect Man.

Weep No More, Nor Sigh, Nor Groan, Sorrow Calls No Time That 's Gone; Violets Plucked, The Sweetest Rain Makes Not Fresh Nor Grow Again.

Go Far - Too Far You Cannot, Still The Farther. The More Experience Finds You: And Go Sparing. One Meal A Week Will Serve You, And One Suit, Through All Your Travels; For You'll Find It Certain.

O Great Corrector Of Enormous Times, Shaker Of O'er-rank States, Thou Grand Decider Of Dusty And Old Titles, That Healest With Blood The Earth When It Is Sick, And Curest The World O' The Pleurisy Of People.

Deeds, Not Words Shall Speak Me.