Enflamed with the study of learning and the admiration of virtue; stirred up with high hopes of living to be brave men and worthy patriots, dear to God, and famous to all ages.

Such sober certainty of waking bliss.

Time is the subtle thief of youth.

He left it in thy power, ordaind thy will By nature free, not over-rul'd by Fate Inextricable, or strict necessity.

Beauty stands In the admiration only of weak minds Led captive.

Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony.

The Tree of Knowledge grew fast by, Knowledge of Good bought dear by knowing ill.