Led On By Impulse, And Blind And

Nature, In Giving Tears To Man, Confessed That He Had A Tender Heart; This Is Our Noblest Quality.

Rarely Do We Meet In One Combined, A Beauteous Body And A Virtuous Mind.

Whatever Guilt Is Perpetrated By Some Evil Prompting, Is Grievous To The Author Of The Crime. This Is The First Punishment Of Guilt That No One Who Is Guilty Is Acquitted At The Judgment Seat Of His Own Conscience.

The Brief Span Of Our Poor Unhappy Life To Its Final Hour Is Hastening On; And While We Drink And Call For Gay Wreaths, Perfumes, And Young Girls, Old Age Creeps Upon Us, Unperceived.

The Abuse Of Cabmen In A Block.