Fools Admire, But Men Of Sense Approve.

The Villain's Censure Is Extorted Praise.

Heaven From All Creatures Hides The Book Of Fate.

Pride, Where Wit Fails, Steps In To Our Defence, And Fills Up All The Mighty Void Of Sense.

Fools Rush In Where Angels Fear To Tread.

O Love! For Sylvia Let Me Gain The Prize, And Make My Tongue Victorious As Her Eyes.