They Only Have Lived Long Who Have

Humanity Is Composed But Of Two Categories, The Invalids And The Nurses

Justice-august And Pure, The Abstract Idea Of All That Would Be Perfect In The Spirits And The Inspirations Of Men!-where The Mind Rises; Where The Heart Expands; Where The Countenance Is Ever Placid And Benign; Where Her Favorite Attitude Is To Stoop To The Unfortunate; To Hear Their Cry And To Help Them; To Rescue And Relieve; To Succor And Save; Majestic, From Its Mercy; Venerable, From Its Lutility; Uplifted, Without Pride; Firm Without Obduracy; Beneficent In Each Preference; Lovely, Though In Her Frown!

I Ne'er Could Any Lustre See In Eyes That Would Not Look On Me; I Ne'er Saw Nectar On A Lip But Where My Own Did Hope To Sip.

Soft Pity Never Leaves The Gentle Breast Where Love Has Been Received A Welcome Guest.

My Valour Is Certainly Going! - It Is Sneaking Off! - I Feel It Oozing Out As It Were At The Palms Of My Hands!