Rich The Treasure, Sweet The Pleasure,- Sweet

Happy The Man, And Happy He Alone, He, Who Can Call Today His Own.

Woman's Honor Is Nice As Ermine; It Will Not Bear A Soil.

Boldness Is A Mask For Fear, However Great.

Swift Was The Race, But Short The Time To Run.

And He, Who Servilely Creeps After Sense, Is Safe, But Ne'er Will Reach An Excellence.