Clear Writers, Like Fountains, Do Not Seem

Other Offences, Even The Greatest, Are The Violation Of One Law: Despotism Is The Violation Of All.

The Happy Never Say, And Never Hear Said, Farewell.

Great Men Always Pay Deference To Greater.

I See The Rainbow In The Sky, The Dew Upon The Grass; I See Them, And I Ask Not Why They Glimmer Or They Pass. With Folded Arms I Linger Not To Call Them Back; 'twere Vain: In This, Or In Some Other Spot, I Know They'll Shine Again.

Immoderate Power, Like Other Intemperance, Leaves The Progeny Weaker And Weaker, Until Nature As In Compassion Covers It With Her Mantle And It Is Seen No More.