Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come and trip it as ye go, On the light fantastic toe.

The end of all learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love and imitate Him.

Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.

Hard are the ways of truth, and rough to walk.

Suffering for truth's sake Is fortitude to highest victory, And to the faithful death the gate of life.

Hail, wedded love, mysterious law; true source of human happiness.

Nothing lovelier can be found In woman, than to study household good, And good works in her husband to promote.