Never Self-possessed, Or Prudent, Love Is All

Can Anybody Remember When The Times Were Not Hard And Money Not Scarce?

O Friend, My Bosom Said, Through Thee Alone The Sky Is Arched. Through Thee The Rose Is Red; All Things Through Thee Take Nobler Form, And Look Beyond The Earth, The Mill-round Of Our Fate Appears A Sun-path In Thy Worth. Me Too Thy Nobleness Has Taught To Master My Despair; The Fountains Of My Hidden Life Are Through Thy Friendship Fair.

Life Is Not So Short But That There Is Always Time Enough For Courtesy.

Noblesse Oblige; Or, Superior Advantages Bind You To Larger Generosity.

Be Yourself; No Base Imitator Of Another, But Your Best Self.