Let No One Think Of Me That

This Is True Liberty, When Free-born Men, Having To Advise The Public, May Speak Free.

In This World Second Thoughts, It Seems, Are Best.

I Care For Riches, To Make Gifts To Friends, Or Lead A Sick Man Back To Health With Ease And Plenty. Else Small Aid Is Wealth For Daily Gladness; Once A Man Be Done With Hunger, Rich And Poor Are All As One.

There Seems To Be Some Pleasure For Women In Sick Talk Of One Another.

There Is Something In The Pang Of Change More Than The Heart Can Bear, Unhappiness Remembering Happiness.