It Is Always In Season For Old

Ares Gives His Verdict Without Witnesses.

The Act Of Evil Breeds Others To Follow, Young Sins In Its Own Likeness.

Death Hath A Fairer Fame Than A Life Of Toil.

Words Are Healers Of The Sick Tempered.

Justice Shines In Very Smoky Homes, And Honors The Righteous; But The Gold-spangled Mansions Where The Hands Are Unclean She Leaves With Eyes Averted.