Many evil men are rich, and good men poor, but we shall not exchange with them our excellence for riches.
I grow old, ever learning many things.
Chide a friend in private and praise him in public.
In all things let reason be your guide.
Justice, even if slow, is sure.
If through your vices you afflicted are, Lay not the blame of your distress on God; You made your rulers mighty, gave them guards, So now you groan 'neath slavery's heavy rod.