Great Offices Will Have Great Talents.

There Is A Mixture Of Evil In Everything We Do; Indulgence Encourages Us To Encroach, While We Crabbe Exercise The Rights Of Children, We Become Childish.

Forgot The Blush That Virgin Fears Impart To Modest Cheeks, And Borrowed One From Art.

O, Popular Applause! What Heart Of Man Is Proof Against Thy Sweet, Seducing Charms?

The Mind, Relaxing Into Needful Sport, Should Turn To Writers Of An Abler Sort, Whose Wit Well Managed, And Whose Classic Style, Give Truth A Lustre, And Make Wisdom Smile.

An Idler Is A Watch That Wants Both Hands; As Useless If It Goes As When It Stands.