Man Wants But Little Here Below, Nor

A Modest Woman, Dressed Out In All Her Finery, Is The Most Tremendous Object Of The Whole Creation.

Persecution Is A Tribute The Great Must Always Pay For Preeminence.

Whenever You See A Gaming Table Be Sure To Know Fortune Is Not There. Rather She Is Always In The Company Of Industry.

Every Absurdity Has A Champion To Defend It.

But Me, Not Destined Such Delights To Share, My Prime Of Life In Wandering Spent And Care; Impell'd, With Steps Unceasing, To Pursue Some Fleeting Good, That Mocks Me With The View That, Like The Circle Bounding Earth And Skies, Allures From Far, Yet, As I Follow, Flies; My Fortune Leads To Traverse Reams Alone, And Find No Spot Of All The World My Own.