Happiness Depends More On The

Promises May Get Thee Friends, But Non-performance Will Turn Them Into Enemies.

The Madness Of Mobs Or The Insolence Of Soldiers, Or Both, When Too Near To Each Other, Occasion Some Mischief.

The Nearest I Can Make It Out, "love Your Enemies" Means, "hate Your Friends"

Fond Pride Of Dress Is Sure A Very Curse

There Will Be Sleeping Enough In The Grave.