Gold--the Picklock That Never Fails.

For Any Man To Match Above His Rank Is But To Sell His Liberty.

To Doubt Is Worse Than To Have Lost; And To Despair Is But To Antedate Those Miseries That Must Fall On Us.

Ill News Are Swallow-winged, But What Is Good Walks On Crutches.

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

What A Seaof Melting Ice I Walk On!