Cavil You May, But Never Criticise.

No More The Mounting Larks, While Daphne Sings, Shall, List'ning, In Mid-air Suspend Their Wings.

Most Authors Steal Their Works, Or Buy.

Tis But A Part We See, And Not A Whole.

False Happiness Is Like False Money; It Passes For A Time As Well As The True, And Serves Some Ordinary Occasions; But When It Is Brought To The Touch, We Find The Lightness And Alloy, And Feel The Loss.

We May See The Small Value God Has For Riches, By The People He Gives Them To.