Woe To The Youth Whom Fancy Gains,

He That Would Soothe Sorrow Must Not Argue On The Vanity Of The Most Deceitful Hopes.

We Do That In Our Zeal Our Calmer Moment Would Be Afraid To Answer.

A Ruin Should Always Be Protected But Never Repaired - Thus May We Witness Full The Lingering Legacies Of The Past.

Of All Vices, Drinking Is The Most Incompatible With Greatness.

O Woman! In Our Hours Of Ease Uncertain, Coy, And Hard To Please, And Variable As The Shade By The Light Quivering Aspen Made; When Pain And Anguish Wring The Brow, A Ministering Angel Thou!