Adversity Is, To Me At Least, A

I'll Dream No More--by Mainly Mind Not Even In Sleep Is Well Resigned. My Midnight Orisons Said O'er, I'll Turn To Rest And Dream No More.

When True Friends Meet In Adverse Hour; 'tis Like A Sunbeam Through A Shower. A Watery Way An Instant Seen, The Darkly Closing Clouds Between.

Each Must Drain His Share Of Pleasure, Share Of Pain.

Hail To The Chief Who In Triumph Advances!

The Race Of Mankind Would Perish Did They Cease To Aid Each Other. We Cannot Exist Without Mutual Help. All Therefore That Need Aid Have A Right To Ask It From Their Fellow-men; And No One Who Has The Power Of Granting Can Refuse It Without Guilt.