Which Way I Fly Is Hell; Myself

With A Smile That Glow'd Celestial Rosy Red, Love's Proper Hue.

Where There Is Much Desire To Learn, There Of Necessity Will Be Much Arguing, Much Writing, For Opinion In Good Men Is But Knowledge In The Making.

What Hath Night To Do With Sleep?

Zeal And Duty Are Not Slow But On Occasion's Forelock Watchful Wait.

Rich And Various Gems Inlay The Unadorned Bosom Of The Deep.