Aid The Dawning, Tongue And Pen; Aid

Three Causes Especially Have Excited The Discontent Of Mankind; And, By Impelling Us To Seek Remedies For The Irremediable, Have Bewildered Us In A Maze Of Madness And Error. These Are Death, Toil, And The Ignorance Of The Future.

Water Is The Mother Of The Vine, The Nurse And Fountain Of Fecundity, The Adorner And Refresher Of The World.

Money, Again, Has Often Been A Cause Of The Delusion Of The Multitudes. Sober Nations Have All At Once Become Desperate Gamblers, And Risked Almost Their Existence Upon The Turn Of A Piece Of Paper.

Some Love To Roam O'er The Dark Sea's Foam, Where The Shrill Winds Whistle Free.

Aid The Dawning, Tongue And Pen; Aid It, Hopes Of Honest Men!