The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.

What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars.

But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.

A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor.

Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking are no more.