The pious and just honoring of ourselves may be thought the fountainhead from whence every laudable and worthy enterprise issues forth.
Let us go forth and resolutely dare with sweat of brow to toil our little day.
To many a youth and many a maid, dancing in the chequer'd shade.
Among unequals what society Can sort, what harmony, or true delight?
Sweet intercourse of looks and smiles; for smiles from reason flow.
To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.