Happy, Happy, Happy Pair! None But The

How Happy The Lover, How Easy His Chain, How Pleasing His Pain, How Sweet To Discover He Sighs Not In Vain.

Secret Guilt Is By Silence Revealed.

If You Have Lived, Take Thankfully The Past. Make, As You Can, The Sweet Remembrance Last.

They, Who Would Combat General Authority With Particular Opinion, Must First Establish Themselves A Reputation Of Understanding Better Than Other Men.

And Love's The Noblest Frailty Of The Mind.