Jealousy Is Love Bed Of Burning Snarl.

The Debts We Owe Ourselves Are The Hardest To Pay.

Swift Doth Young Love Flee, And We Stand Wakened, Shivering From Our Dream.

Friendship, I Fancy, Means One Heart Between Two.

Cultivated Men And Women Who Do Not Skim The Cream Of Life, And Are Attached To The Duties, Yet Escape The Harsher Blows, Make Acute And Balanced Observers.

Around The Ancient Track Marched, Rank On Rank, The Army Of Unalterable Law.