It Is A Severe Rebuke Upon Us,

Where Charity Keeps Pace With Gain, Industry Is Blessed.

[tho]ugh Death Be A Dark Passage; It Leads To Immortality, And That Is Recompense Enough For Suffering Of It. And Yet Faith Lights Us, Even Through The Grave....and This Is The Comfort Of The Good, And The Grave Cannot Hold Them, And They Live As They Die. For Death Is No More Than A Turning Of Us Over From Time To Eternity.

Nor Yet Be Overeager In Pursuit Of Any Thing; For The Mercurial Too Often Happen To Leave Judgment Behind Them, And Sometimes Make Work For Repentance.

Speak Properly, And In As Few Words As You Can, But Always Plainly; For The End Of Speech Is Not Ostentation, But To Be Understood.

Friendship Is The Next Pleasure We May Hope For: And Where We Find It Not At Home, Or Have No Home To Find It In, We May Seek It Abroad. It Is An Union Of Spirits, A Marriage Of Hearts, And The Bond Thereof Virtue.