Unhappy That I Am, I Cannot Heave

A High Hope For A Low Heaven: God Grant Us Patience!

Barnes Are Blessings.

Weed Your Better Judgments Of All Opinion That Grows Rank In Them.

Vanity Keeps Persons In Favor With Themselves Who Are Out Of Favor With All Others.

Aand In The End, Having My Freedom, Boast Of Nothing Else But That I Was A Journeyman To Grief?