Better One Suffer Than A Nation Grieve.

War Seldom Enters But Where Wealth Allures.

Genius Must Be Born, And Never Can Be Taught.

Pleasure Never Comes Sincere To Man; But Lent By Heaven Upon Hard Usury.

What Judgment I Had Increases Rather Than Diminishes; And Thoughts, Such As They Are, Come Crowding In So Fast Upon Me, That My Only Difficulty Is To Choose Or Reject; To Run Them Into Verse Or To Give Them The Other Harmony Of Prose.

Swift Was The Race, But Short The Time To Run.