Could Swell The Soul To Rage, Or

Truth Is Never To Be Expected From Authors Whose Understanding Is Warped With Enthusiasm.

Nor Is The People's Judgment Always True: The Most May Err As Grossly As The Few.

Want Is A Bitter And A Hateful Good, Because Its Virtues Are Not Understood; Yet Many Things, Impossible To Thought, Have Been By Need To Full Perfection Brought. The Daring Of The Soul Proceeds From Thence, Sharpness Of Wit, And Active Diligence; Prudence At Once, And Fortitude It Gives; And, If In Patience Taken, Mends Our Lives.

Ill Habits Gather Unseen Degrees, As Brooks Make Rivers, Rivers Run To Seas.

Sure There's Contagion In The Tears Of Friends.