Hail To The Chief Who In Triumph

Sensibility Is Nature's Celestial Spring.

A Good Deal Of Philanthropy Arises In General From Mere Vanity And Love Of Distinction Gilded Over To Others And To Themselves With Some Show Of Benevolent Sentiment.

"charge, Chester, Charge! On, Stanley, On!" Were The Last Words Of Marmion.

A Few Drops Sprinkled On The Torch Of Love Make The Flame Blaze The Brighter.

Who, Noteless As The Race From Which He Sprung, Saved Others' Names, But Left His Own Unsung.