Fair Tresses Man's Imperial Race Ensnare; And

Who Sees Pale Mammom Pine Amidst His Store, Sees But A Backward Steward For The Poor.

Some Positive Persisting Fops We Know, Who, If Once Wrong, Will Needs Be Always So; But You With Pleasure Own Your Errors Past, And Make Each Day A Critique On The Last.

If, Presume Not To God To Scan; The Proper Study Of Mankind Is Man. Plac'd On This Isthmus Of A Middle State, A Being Darkly Wise, And Rudely Great.

One Science Only Will One Genius Fit; So Vast Is Art, So Narrow Human Wit.

Wine Lets No Lover Unrewarded Go.