Love, Free As Air, At

On Cold December Fragrant Chaplets Blow, And Heavy Harvests Nod Beneath The Snow.

Of All The Causes Which Conspire To Blind Man's Erring Judgement, And Misguide The Mind, What The Weak Head With Strongest Bias Rules, Is Pride, The Never-failing Vice Of Fools.

A Wit With Dunces, And A Dunce With Wits.

Some Men's Wit Is Like A Dark Lantern, Which Serves Their Own Turn And Guides Them Their Own Way, But Is Never Known (according To The Scripture Phrase) Either To Shine Forth Before Men, Or To Glorify Their Father In Heaven.

The Dull Flat Falsehood Serves For Policy, And In The Cunning, Truth's Itself A Lie.