Every One Soon Or Late

Rejoice That Man Is Hurled, From Change To Change Unceasingly, His Soul's Wings Never Furled!

Be Sure That God Ne'er Dooms To Waste The Strength He Deigns Impart.

Most Progress Is Most Failure.

Generations Pass While Some Tree Stands, And Old Families Last Not Three Oaks.

And Gain Is Gain, However Small.