My Dancing Days Are Past.

My Dancing Days Are Past.

Giants In Their Promises, But Those Obtained, Weak Pigmies In Their Performance.

But Married Once, A Man Is Stak'd Or Pown'd, And Cannot Graze Beyond His Own Hedge.

He That Would Govern Others, First Should Be The Master Of Himself.

Man Was Mark'd A Friend In His Creation To Himself, And May, With Fit Ambition, Conceive The Greatest Blessings, And The Highest Honors Appointed For Him, If He Can Achieve Them The Right And Noble Way.