Memory, Of All The Powers Of The

Now We Are All Fallen, Youth From Their Fear, And Age From That Which Bred It, Good Example.

A Good Poet's Made As Well As Born.

Memory, Of All The Powers Of The Mind, Is The Most Delicate And Frail.

Let Those That Merely Talk And Never Think, That Live In The Wild Anarchy Of Drink

Fear To Do Base, Unworthy Things Is Valor; If They Be One To Us, To Suffer Them Is Valor Too.