They Think Too Little Who

Murder May Pass Unpunishd For A Time, But Tardy Justice Will Oertake The Crime.

The Wretched Have No Friends.

When He Spoke, What Tender Words He Used! So Softly, That Like Flakes Of Feathered Snow, They Melted As They Fell.

Sure There Is None But Fears A Future State; And When The Most Obdurate Swear They Do Not, Their Trembling Hearts Belie Their Boasting Tongues.

A Coward Is The Kindest Animal; 'tis The Most Forgiving Creature In A Fight.