Hope, Like The Gleaming Taper

You Will Always Find That Those Are Most Apt To Boast Of National Merit, Who Have Little Or Not Merit Of Their Own To Depend On . . .

And Still They Gazed, And Still The Wonder Grew, That One Small Head Could Carry All He Knew.

The Genteel Thing Is The Genteel Thing Any Time, If As Be That A Gentleman Bees In A Concatenation Accordingly.

One Man Is Born With A Silver Spoon In His Mouth, And The Other With A Wooden Ladle.

And Learn The Luxury Of Doing Good.