Few Know The Use Of Life Before

All, As They Say, That Glitters Is Not Gold.

Honor Is But An Empty Bubble.

Virgil Is So Exact In Every Word, That None Can Be Changed But For A Worse; Nor Any One Removed From Its Place, But The Harmony Will Be Altered. He Pretends Sometimes To Trip; But It Is Only To Make You Think Him In Danger Of A Fall, When He Is Most Secure.

Railing In Other Men May Be A Crime, But Ought To Pass For Mere Instinct In Him: Instinct He Follows And No Further Knows, For To Write Verse With Him Is To Transprose.

Love Works A Different Way In Different Minds, The Fool It Enlightens And The Wise It Blinds.