Old Age Creeps On Us Ere We

Nor Is The People's Judgment Always True: The Most May Err As Grossly As The Few.

If Thou Dost Still Retain The Same Ill Habits, The Same Follies, Too, Still Thou Art Bound To Vice, And Still A Slave.

None But The Brave Deserve The Fair.

Bets At First Were Fool-traps, Where The Wise Like Spiders Lay In Ambush For The Flies.

And, Dying, Bless The Hand That Gave The Blow.