Nothing Can Confound A Wise Man More

Man Marks The Earth With Ruin - His Control Stops With The Shore.

It Is When We Think We Lead That We Are Most Led.

As Soon Seek Roses In December, Ice In June, Hope Constancy In Wind, Or Corn In Chaff Believe A Woman Or An Epitaph Or Any Other Thing That’s False Before You Trust In Critics.

Go Let Thy Less Than Woman's Hand Assume The Distaff Not The Brand.

I Can't But Say It Is An Awkward Sight To See One's Native Land Receding Through The Growing Waters; It Unmans One Quite, Especially When Life Is Rather New.