We Go From Anticipation To Anticipation, Not

Before Dinner Men Meet With Great Inequality Of Understanding.

This World, Where Much Is To Be Done And Little To Be Known.

Condemned To Hope's Delusive Mine, As On We Toil From Day To Day, By Sudden Blasts Or Slow Decline Our Social Comforts Drop Away.

Babies Do Not Want To Hear About Babies; They Like To Be Told Of Giants And Castles.

Prepare For Death, If Here At Night You Roam, And Sign Your Will Before You Sup From Home.