Zeal, The Blind Conductor Of The Will.

So Softly Death Succeeded Life In Her, She Did But Dream Of Heaven, And She Was There.

He Who Would Pry Behind The Scenes Oft Sees A Counterfeit.

Men Are But Children Of A Larger Growth, Our Appetites As Apt To Change As Theirs, And Full As Craving Too, And Full As Vain.

When I Consider Life, 'tis All A Cheat; Yet, Fooled With Hope, Men Favour The Deceit; Trust On, And Think Tomorrow Will Repay. Tomorrow's Falser Than The Former Day.

Truth Is The Foundation Of All Knowledge And The Cement Of All Societies.