The Wailing Owl Screams Solitary To The

Uncertainty! Fell Demon Of Our Fears! The Human Soul That Can Support Despair, Supports Not Thee.

O Grant Me, Heaven, A Middle State, Neither Too Humble Nor Too Great; More Than Enough, For Nature's Ends, With Something Left To Treat My Friends.

True Valor, On Virtue Founded Strong, Meets All Events Alike.

Affliction Is The Wholesome Soil Of Virtue, Where Patience, Honor, Sweet Humility, And Calm Fortitude, Take Root And Strongly Flourish.

A Sovereign's Great Example Forms A People; The Public Breast Is Noble Or Vile As He Inspires It.