Eternal Blessings Crown My Earliest Friend, And

Vain, Very Vain, My Weary Search To Find That Bliss Which Only Centers In The Mind.

Good Counsel Rejected Returns To Enrich The Givers Bosom.

O Friendship! Thou Fond Soother Of The Human Breast, To Thee We Fly In Every Calamity; To Thee The Wretched Seek For Succor; On Thee The Care-tired Son Of Misery Fondly Relies; From Thy Kind Assistance The Unfortunate Always Hopes Relief, And May Be Sure Of--disappointment.

Fear Guides More To Their Duty Than Gratitude; For One Man Who Is Virtuous From The Love Of Virtue, From The Obligation He Thinks He Lies Under To The Giver Of All, There Are Ten Thousand Who Are Good Only From Their Apprehension Of Punishment.

Pity And Friendship Are Two Passions Incompatible With Each Other.