Set All Things In Their Own Peculiar

What Precious Drops Are Those, Which Silently Each Other's Track Pursue, Bright As Young Diamonds In Their Faint Dew?

Silence In Times Of Suffering Is The Best.

Ever A Glutton, At Another's Cost, But In Whose Kitchen Dwells Perpetual Frost.

When I Consider Life, 'tis All A Cheat; Yet, Fooled With Hope, Men Favour The Deceit; Trust On, And Think Tomorrow Will Repay. Tomorrow's Falser Than The Former Day.

All Empire Is No More Than Power In Trust.