In Prosperity Let Us Most

Studies Are The Food Of Youth, The Delight Of Old Age; The Ornament Of Prosperity, The Refuge And Comfort Of Adversity; A Delight At Home, And No Hindrance Abroad; They Are Companions By Night, And In Travel, And In The Country.

Let War Yield To Peace, Laurels To Paeans.

In Nothing Do Men More Nearly Approach The Gods Than In Giving Health To Men.

This Seems To Be Advanced As The Surest Basis For Our Belief In The Existence Of Gods, That There Is No Race So Uncivilized, No One In The World So Barbarous That His Mind Has No Inkling Of A Belief In Gods.

A Dissolute And Intemperate Youth Hands Down The Body To Old Age In A Worn-out State.