It Is Sure The Hardest

When Rumours Increase, And When There Is An Abundance Of Noise And Clamour, Believe The Second Report.

Nor Fame I Slight, Nor Her Favors Call.

In Pride, In Reas'ning Pride, Our Error Lies; All Quit Their Sphere And Rush Into The Skies. Pride Still Is Aiming At The Bless'd Abodes, Men Would Be Angels, Angels Would Be Gods.

Who Dies In Youth And Vigour, Dies The Best.

The Most Positive Men Are The Most Credulous.