Neither Our Vices Nor Our Virtues Further

Neither Our Vices Nor Our Virtues Further The Poem.

To God Be Humble, To Thy Friend Be Kind, And With Thy Neighbors Gladly Lend And Borrow; His Chance Tonight, It Maybe Thine Tomorrow.

Among My Friends Love Is A Payment. It Is An Old Debt For A Borrowing Foolishly Spent.

A Lawyer Who Does Not Know Men Is Handicapped.

Gem Of All Joy, Jasper Of Jocundity.