I Will But Confess The

Just At The Age 'twixt Boy And Youth, When Thought Is Speech, And Speech Is Truth.

Will Future Ages Believe That Such Stupid Bigotry Ever Existed!

If A Farmer Fills His Barn With Grain, He Gets Mice. If He Leaves It Empty, He Gets Actors.

For Monarchs Seldom Sigh In Vain.

A Thousand Fearful Images And Dire Suggestions Glance Along The Mind When It Is Moody And Discontented With Itself. Command Them To Stand And Show Themselves, And You Presently Assert The Power Of Reason Over Imagination.