To The Old, Long Life And Treasure;

All Concord's Born Of Contraries.

I Have Been At My Book; And Am Now Past The Craggy Paths Of Study, And Come To The Flowery Plains Of Honour And Reputation

Opinion Is A Light, Vain, Crude, And Imperfect Thing.

Folly Often Goes Beyond Her Bounds, But Impudence Knows None.

Books Are Faithful Repositories, Which May Be Awhile Neglected Or Forgotten, But When They Are Opened Again, Will Again Impart Their Instruction.