Time Glides With Undiscover'd Haste;

The Secret Pleasure Of A Generous Act Is The Great Mind's Great Bribe.

Happy The Man, And Happy He Alone, He Who Can Call Today His Own; He Who, Secure Within, Can Say, Tomorrow Do Thy Worst, For I Have Lived Today.

Inspire The Vocal Brass, Inspire; The World Is Past Its Infant Age: Arms And Honour, Arms And Honour, Set The Martial Mind On Fire, And Kindle Manly Rage.

Every Language Is So Full Of Its Own Proprieties That What Is Beautiful In One Is Often Barbarous, Nay, Sometimes Nonsense, In Another.

The Fool Of Nature Stood With Stupid Eyes And Gaping Mouth, That Testified Surprise.