Success! To Thee, As To

High Fortune, This In Man's Eye Is God And More Than God Is This.

I Warn The Marauder Dragging Plunder, Chaotic, Rich Beyond All Rights: He'll Strike His Sails, Harried At Long Last, Stunned When The Squalls Of Torment Break His Spars To Bits.

Many Men Who Transgress Justice, Honor Appearance Over Reality.

But From The Good Health Of The Mind Comes That Which Is Dear To All And The Object Of Prayer-happiness.

Every Ruler Is Harsh Whose Laws Is New.