Aurora Now, Fair Daughter Of The Dawn,

Cavil You May, But Never Criticise.

The Best Way To Prove The Clearness Of Our Mind, Is By Showing Its Faults; As When A Stream Discovers The Dirt At The Bottom, It Convinces Us Of The Transparency And Purity Of The Water.

Tis All In Vain To Keep A Constant Pother About One Vice And Fall Into Another.

Age And Want Sit Smiling At The Gate.

Virtue May Choose The High Or Low Degree, 'tis Just Alike To Virtue, And To Me; Dwell In A Monk, Or Light Upon A King, She's Still The Same Belov'd, Contented Thing.