E'en Sunday Shines No Sabbath Day To

The Finest Minds, Like The Finest Metals, Dissolve The Easiest.

Astrologers That Future Fates Foreshow.

I Was Not Born For Courts And Great Affairs, But I Pay My Debts, Believe And Say My Prayers.

But Thousands Die Without Or This Or That, Die, And Endow A College Or A Cat.

Where London's Column, Pointing At The Skies, Like A Tall Bully, Lifts The Head, And Lies.