It Is The Duty Of Every Man,

Time Makes More Converts Than Reason.

The First Was A Government Of Priestcraft, The Second Of Conquerors, And The Third Of Reason.

We Feel Something Like Respect For Consistency Even In Error. We Lament The Virtue That Is Debauched Into A Vice; But The Vice That Affects A Virtue Becomes The More Detestable.

Now Is The Seedtime Of Continental Union, Faith And Honor. The Least Fracture Now, Will Be Like A Name Engraved With The Point Of A Pin On The Tender Rind Of A Young Oak; The Wound Would Enlarge With The Tree, And Posterity Read In It Full Grown Characters.

The World Is My Country, All Mankind Are My Brethren, And To Do Good Is My Religion.