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All This [wealth] Excludes But One Evil, Poverty.

The Noblest Prospect Which A Scotchman Ever Sees Is The High Road That Leads Him To England.

Genius, That Power Which Constitutes A Poet; That Quality Without Which Judgment Is Cold, And Knowledge Is Inert; That Energy Which Collects, Combines, Amplifies And Animates.

A Man Guilty Of Poverty Easily Believes Himself Suspected.

All Industry Must Be Excited By Hope.