When Of A Gossiping Circle It Was

They Only Have Lived Long Who Have Lived Virtuously.

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!

If I Reprehend Anything In This World, It Is The Use Of My Oracular Tongue, And A Nice Derangement Of Epitaphs!

The Silver Ore Of Pure Charity Is An Expensive Article In The Catalogue Of A Man's Good Qualities.

A Circulating Library In A Town Is As An Evergreen Tree Of Diabolical Knowledge.