Happy, Happy, Happy Pair! None

Light Sufferings Give Us Leisure To Complain.

What Precious Drops Are Those, Which Silently Each Other's Track Pursue, Bright As Young Diamonds In Their Faint Dew?

If We From Wealth To Poverty Descend, Want Gives To Know The Flatterer From The Friend.

The Greater Part Performed Achieves The Less.

Men Are But Children Of A Larger Growth.