Sin Is The Mother, And Shame The

There Is No Dearth Of Charity In The World In Giving, But There Is Comparatively Little Exercised In Thinking And Speaking.

Come Sleep! Oh Sleep, The Certain Knot Of Peace, The Baiting-place Of Wit, The Balm Of Woe, The Poor Man's Wealth, The Prisoner's Release, The Indifferent Judge Between The High And Low.

The Journey Of High Honor Lies Not In Smooth Ways.

Nothing Has A Letter Effect Upon Children Than Praise.

As Well The Soldier Dieth Who Standeth Still As He That Gives The Bravest Onset.