Gentle Dullness Ever Loves A Joke.

Teach Me To Feel Another's Woe, To Hide The Fault I See, That Mercy I To Others Show, That Mercy Show To Me.

The Dull Flat Falsehood Serves For Policy, And In The Cunning, Truth's Itself A Lie.

The Vanity Of Human Life Is Like A River, Constantly Passing Away, And Yet Constantly Coming On.

Old Men, For The Most Part, Are Like Old Chronicles That Give You Dull But True Accounts Of Times Past, And Are Worth Knowing Only On That Score.

So Vast Is Art, So Narrow Human Wit.