A Lucky Man Is Rarer

Led On By Impulse, And Blind And Ungovernable Desires.

Luxury Is More Deadly Than Any Foe.

Rarely They Rise By Virtue's Aid Who Lie Plunged In The Depth Of Helpless Poverty.

Indignation Leads To The Making Of Poetry. [lat., Facit Indignatio Versum.]

O Poverty, Thy Thousand Ills Combined Sink Not So Deep Into The Generous Mind, As The Contempt And Laughter Of Mankind.