A conqueror bas devastated the earth to cover

it with hifl triumphal arches, and now there remains not a single stone to shew where he lies.

543. — Interest, vanity, fashion and health, are the four great winds which cause the human weathercock to tnm.

644. — The fortune of the rich, the glory of heroes, the majesty of king^, ail end by — hère lies.

545. — The fire of genius oannot be klndled in a heart of ice.

546. — It is more glorious to conquer one's self than to conqaer others.

547. — An i^orant coxcomb is like a turkey when it gobbles and displays its tail.

648. — To dare death in order to live in history, is offering a high priée for a drop of ink.