Nature Made Every Fop To

The Spider's Touch, How Exquisitely Fine! Feels At Each Thread, And Lives Along The Line.

Where'er You Walk Cool Gales Shall Fan The Glade, Trees Where You Sit Shall Crowd Into A Shade. Where'er You Tread The Blushing Flowers Shall Rise, And All Things Flourish Where You Turn Your Eyes.

The Laughers Are A Majority.

Love The Offender, Yet Detest The Offense.

When Much Dispute Has Past, We Find Our Tenets Just The Same As Last.