He That Climbs A Ladder Must Begin

Recollect That The Almighty, Who Gave The Dog To Be Companion Of Our Pleasures And Our Toils, Hath Invested Him With A Nature Noble And Incapable Of Deceit.

Hard Toil Can Roughen Form And Face, And Want Call Quench The Eye's Bright Grace.

War Is The Only Game In Which Both Sides Lose.

As Long As The Fates Permit, Live Cheerfully.

Whose Lenient Sorrows Find Relief, Whose Joys Are Chastened By Their Grief.