Though Triumphs Were To Generals Only Due,

Is There No Bright Reversion In The Sky, For Those Who Greatly Think Or Bravely Die?

I Begin Where Most People End, With A Full Conviction Of The Emptiness Of All Sorts Of Ambition, And The Unsatisfactory Nature Of All Human Pleasures.

The Man That Loves And Laughs Must Sure Do Well.

To Him No High, No Low, No Great, No Small; He Fills, He Bounds, Connects And Equals All!

Nor In The Critic Let The Man Be Lost.