She Neglects Her Heart Who Too Closely

True Love, Like The Eye, Can Bear No Flaw.

Where Consequence Ceases, There Folly, Restlessness And Misery Begin.

The Horse-laugh Indicates Brutality Of Character.

Conscience Is The Sentinel Of Virtue.

Who, Under Pressing Temptations To Lie, Adheres To Truth, Nor To The Profane Betrays Aught Of A Sacred Trust, Is Near The Summit Of Wisdom And Virtue.