Death Hath A Thousand Doors To Let

Cheerful Looks Make Every Dish A Feast, And It Is That Which Crowns A Welcome.

Nay, Droop Not, Fellows; Innocence Should Be Bold.

It Is True Fortitude To Stand Firm Against All Shocks Of Fate, When Cowards Faint And Die In Fear To Suffer More Calamity.

The Soul Is Strong That Trusts In Goodness.

I Had Not To This Time Subsisted, But That I Was Supported By Your Frequent Courtesies And Favours.