Travelers With Naught Sing In

All Arts His Own, The Hungry Greekling Counts; And Bid Him Mount The Skies, The Skies He Mounts.

But Who Guards The Guardians?

A Child Is Owed The Greatest Respect; If You Have Ever Have Something Disgraceful In Mind, Don't Ignore Your Son's Tender Years.

Wisdom Is The Conqueror Of Fortune. [lat., Victrix Fortunae Sapientia.]

For He, Who Gave This Vast Machine To Roll, Breathed Life In Then, In Us A Reasoning Soul; That Kindred Feelings Might Our State Improve, And Mutual Wants Conduct To Mutual Love.