When Bishop Berkeley Said "there Was No

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

Death, So Called, Is A Thing Which Makes Men Weep, And Yet A Third Of Life Is Passed In Sleep.

All Tragedies Are Finished By A Death, All Comedies Are Ended By A Marriage.

Your Thief Looks Exactly Like The Rest, Or Rather Better; 'tis Only At The Bar, And In The Dungeon, That Wise Men Know Your Felon By His Features.

Mark! Where His Carnage And His Conquests Cease, He Makes A Solitude And Calls It-peace!