We Sacrifice To Dress Till

Our Love Is Principle, And Has Its Root In Reason, Is Judicious, Manly, Free.

Detested Sport, That Owes Its Pleasures To Another's Pain.

Sacred Interpreter Of Human Thought, How Few Respect Or Use Thee As They Ought! But All Shall Give Account Of Every Wrong, Who Dare Dishonor Or Defile The Tongue; Who Prostitute It In The Cause Of Vice, Or Sell Their Glory At A Market-price!

Religion! What Treasure Untold Resides In That Heavenly Word!

Riches Have Wings, And Grandeur Is A Dream.