He Who Did Well In War Just

The Sad Rhyme Of The Men Who Proudly Clung To Their First Fault, And Withered In Their Pride.

Sappho Survives, Because We Sing Her Songs; And Eschylus, Because We Read His Plays!

Talent Should Minister To Genius.

Truth Never Hurts The Teller.

All Will Be Gay When Noontide Wakes Anew The Buttercups, The Little Children's Dower.