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Where Wealth And Freedom Reign Contentment Fails, And Honour Sinks Where Commerce Long Prevails.

In A Polite Age Almost Every Person Becomes A Reader, And Receives More Instruction From The Press Than The Pulpit.

No Vernal Blooms Their Torpid Rocks Array, But Winter Lingering Chills The Lap Of May; No Zephyr Fondly Sues The Mountain's Breast, But Meteors Glare, And Stormy Glooms Invest.

He Who Fights And Runs Away May Live To Fight Another Day.

Our Bounty, Like A Drop Of Water, Disappears, When Diffus'd Too Widely