The Grecian Ladies Counted Their

His Native Home Deep Imag'd In His Soul.

The Charity That Is A Trifle To Us Can Be Precious To Others.

Know From The Bounteous Heaven All Riches Flow.

Restrain Yourself... And Gloat In Silence. I'll Have No Jubilation Here. It Is An Impious Thing To Exult Over The Slain.

Thou Knowst The Oer-eager Vehemence Of Youth,how Quick In Temper, And In Judgement Weak.