A Sweet Thing, For Whatever Time, To

Virtue Proceeds Through Effort.

Bodies Devoid Of Mind Are As Statues In The Market Place.

The Same Man Cannot Well Be Skilled In Everything; Each Has His Special Excellence.

When Roused To Rage The Maddening Populace Storms, Their Fury, Like A Rolling Flame, Bursts Forth Unquenchable; But Give Its Violence Ways, It Spends Itself, And As Its Force Abates, Learns To Obey And Yields It To Your Will.

It Would Not Be Better If Men Got What They Wanted.