Genius Creates, And Taste Preserves.

Genius Creates, And Taste Preserves. Taste Is The Good Sense Of Genius; Without Taste, Genius Is Only Sublime Folly.

A Brave Man Struggling In The Storms Of Fate, And Greatly Falling With A Falling State.

Who Are Next To Knaves? Those That Converse With Them.

The Hungry Judges Soon The Sentence Sign, And Wretches Hang That Jurymen May Dine.

Oh, When Shall Britain, Conscious Of Her Claim, Stand Emulous Of Greek And Roman Fame? In Living Medals See Her Wars Enroll'd, And Vanquished Realms Supply Recording Gold?