Soft Is The Strain When Zephyr Gently

Sickness Is A Sort Of Early Old Age; It Teaches Us A Diffidence In Our Earthly State.

In Lazy Apathy Let Stoics Boast, Their Virtue Fix'd: 't Is Fix'd As In A Frost; Contracted All, Retiring To The Breast; But Strength Of Mind Is Exercise, Not Rest.

How Index-learning Turns No Student Pale, Yet Holds The Eel Of Science By The Tail!

But Honest Instinct Comes A Volunteer; Sure Never To O'er-shoot, But Just To Hit, While Still Too Wide Or Short In Human Wit.

Hope Springs Eternal.