Tell Me, Ye Wingèd Winds That Round

Nations, Like Individuals, Cannot Become Desperate Gamblers With Impunity. Punishment Is Sure To Overtake Them Sooner Or Later.

Old Tubal Cain Was A Man Of Might In The Days When Earth Was Young.

Tell Me, Ye Wingèd Winds That Round My Pathway Roar, Know Ye Not Some Spot Where Mortals Weep No More?

The Study Of The Errors Into Which Great Minds Have Fallen In The Pursuit Of Truth Can Never Be Uninstructive. . . No Man Is So Wise But That He May Learn Some Wisdom From His Past Errors, Either Of Thought Or Action, And No Society Has Made Such Advances As To Be Capable Of No Improvement From The Retrospect Of Its Past Folly And Credulity.

But The Sunshine Aye Shall Light The Sky, As Round And Round We Run; And The Truth Shall Ever Come Uppermost, And Justice Shall Be Done.