His Worst Fault Is, He's Given To

Love's Stories Written In Love's Richest Books. To Fan The Moonbeams From His Sleeping Eyes.

Have More Than Thou Showest, Speak Less Than Thou Knowest, Lend Less Than Thou Owest.

A Girl Takes Too Much Time To Love And A Few Seconds To Hate. But A Boy Takes A Few Seconds To Love And Too Much Time To Hate.

We Must Not Stint Our Necessary Actions In The Fear To Cope Malicious Censurers, Which Ever, As Rav'nous Fishes, Do A Vessel Follow That Is New-trimmed, But Benefit No Further Than Vainly Longing.

Then With The Losers Let It Sympathize, For Nothing Can Seem Foul To Those That Win.