Tis Man's To Explore Up

When Is Man Strong Until He Feels Alone?

Talent Should Minister To Genius.

Grow Old With Me! The Best Is Yet To Be.

I Know A Mount, The Gracious Sun Perceives First When He Visits, Last, Too, When He Leaves The World; And, Vainly Favored, It Repays The Day-long Glory Of His Steadfast Gaze By No Change Of Its Large Calm Front Of Snow.

So Munch On, Crunch On, Take Your Nuncheon, Breakfast, Supper, Dinner, Luncheon!