When Thou Hast Truly Thanked

It Is Doing Some Service To Humanity, To Amuse Innocently. They Know But Little Of Society Who Think We Can Bear To Be Always Employed, Either In Duties Or Meditation, Without Relaxation.

In Grief We Know The Worst Of What We Feel But Who Can Tell The End Of What We Fear?

No Adulation; 'tis The Death Of Virtue; Who Flatters, Is Of All Mankind The Lowest Save He Who Courts The Flattery.

It Is Not So Important To Know Everything As To Know The Exact Value Of Everything, To Appreciate What We Learn And To Arrange What We Know.

A Crown! What Is It? It Is To Bear The Miseries Of A People! To Hear Their Murmurs, Feel Their Discontents, And Sink Beneath A Load Of Splendid Care!