Blud's Thicker Than Water.

A Good Deal Of Philanthropy Arises In General From Mere Vanity And Love Of Distinction Gilded Over To Others And To Themselves With Some Show Of Benevolent Sentiment.

Breathes There The Man With Soul So Dead, Who Never To Himself Hath Said, This Is My Own, My Native Land.

For Love Will Still Be Lord Of All.

O, What A Tangled Web We Weave When First We Practise To Deceive!

"charge, Chester, Charge! On, Stanley, On!" Were The Last Words Of Marmion.