Want Of Prudence Is Too Frequently The

No Vernal Blooms Their Torpid Rocks Array, But Winter Lingering Chills The Lap Of May; No Zephyr Fondly Sues The Mountain's Breast, But Meteors Glare, And Stormy Glooms Invest.

The Folly Of Others Is Ever Most Ridiculous To Those Who Are Themselves Most Foolish.

Be Not Affronted At A Joke. If One Throw Salt At Thee, Thou Wilt Receive No Harm, Unless Thou Art Raw.

Modesty Seldom Resides In A Breast That Is Not Enriched With Nobler Virtues.

I Do Not Love A Man Who Is Zealous For Nothing.