I Do Not Choose That My Grave

If We Still Advise We Shall Never Do.

Fear Not, We Are Of The Nature Of The Lion, And Cannot Descend To The Destruction Of Mice And Such Small Beasts.

My Care Is Like My Shadow In The Sun, Follows Me Flying, Flies When I Pursue It, Stands And Lies By Me, Doth What I Have Done.

Let The Good Service Of Well-deservers Be Never Rewarded With Loss. Let Their Thanks Be Such As May Encourage More Strivers For The Like.

I Will Never Be By Violence Constrained To Do Anything.