And Reputation Bleeds In Ev'ry Word.

The Scots Are Poor, Cries Surly English Pride; True Is The Charge, Nor By Themselves Denied. Are They Not Then In Strictest Reason Clear, Who Wisely Come To Mend Their Fortunes Here?

Most Of Those Evils We Poor Mortals Know From Doctors And Imagination Flow.

Wit, Who Never Once Forgave A Brother, Shall Forgive A Dunce.

Ourselves Are To Ourselves The Cause Of Ill.

Genius Is Independent Of Situation.