Experience Finds Few Of The

Better To Love Amiss Than Nothing To Have Loved.

Soldiers In Arms! Defenders Of Our Soil! Who From Destruction Save Us; Who From Spoil Protect The Sons Of Peace, Who Traffic Or Who Toil; Would I Could Duly Praise You, That Each Deed Your Foe's Might Honor, And Your Friends Might Read.

't Was Good Advice, And Meant, My Son, Be Good.

Books Cannot Always Please, However Good; Minds Are Not Ever Craving For Their Food.

From Powerful Causes Spring The Empiric's Gains, Man's Love Of Life, His Weakness, And His Pains; These First Induce Him The Vile Trash To Try, Then Lend His Name, That Other Men May Buy.