The Blest To-day Is As

How Loved, How Honored Once, Avails Thee Not, To Whom Related, Or By Whom Begot A Heap Of Dust Alone Remains Of Thee 'tis All Thou Art, And All The Proud Shall Be!

The Finest Minds, Like The Finest Metals, Dissolve The Easiest.

A Generous Friendship No Cold Medium Knows, Burns With One Love, With One Resentment Glows.

The Mouse That Always Trusts To One Poor Hole Can Never Be A Mouse Of Any Soul.

A Perfect Judge Will Read Each Work Of Wit With The Same Spirit That Its Author Writ: Survey The Whole, Nor Seek Slight Faults To Find Where Nature Moves, And Rapture Warms The Mind.