Merit Challenges Envy.

We Can Never Be Grieved For Their Miseries Who Are Thoroughly Wicked, And Have Thereby Justly Called Their Calamities On Themselves.

Few Know The Use Of Life Before 'tis Past.

The Fates But Only Spin The Coarser Clue; The Finest Of The Wool Is Left For You.

Joy Rul'd The Day, And Love The Night.

Riches Cannot Rescue From The Grave, Which Claims Alike The Monarch And The Slave.