I Am A Sundial, And I Make

Never Could An Increase Of Comfort Or Security Be A Sufficient Good To Be Bought At The Price Of Liberty.

Pale Ebenezer Thought It Wrong To Fight. But Roaring Bill, Who Killed Him, Thought It Right.

How Slow The Shadow Creeps: But When 'tis Past How Fast The Shadows Fall. How Fast! How Fast!

Kings Live In Palaces, And Pigs In Sties, And Youth In Expectation. Youth Is Wise.

Is There No Latin Word For Tea? Upon My Soul, If I Had Known That I Would Have Let The Vulgar Stuff Alone.