Education Forms The Common Mind.

To Be Angry Is To Revenge The Faults Of Others On Ourselves.

Lo! The Poor Indian, Whose Untutored Mind Sees God In Clouds, Or Hears Him In The Wind.

See How The World Its Veterans Rewards! A Youth Of Frolics, An Old Age Of Cards; Fair To No Purpose, Artful To No End, Young Without Lovers, Old Without A Friend; A Fop Their Passion, But Their Prize A Sot; Alive Ridiculous, And Dead Forgot.

Man Never Thinks Himself Happy, But When He Enjoys Those Things Which Others Want Or Desire.

All Seems Infected That Th' Infected Spy, As All Looks Yellow To The Jaundiced Eye.