Love All. Trust A Few. Do Wrong

Men Must Learn Now With Pity To Dispense; For Policy Sits Above Conscience.

Like One Who Draws The Model Of A House Beyond His Power To Build It Who, Half Through, Gives O'er, And Leaves His Part-created Cost A Naked Subject To The Weeping Clouds.

Give To A Gracious Message An Host Of Tongues, But Let Ill Tidings Tell Themselves When They Be Felt.

The Love Of Heaven Makes One Heavenly.

It Is Not In The Stars To Hold Our Destiny But In Ourselves.