He Hurts Me Most Who Lavishly Commends.

The Danger Chiefly Lies In Acting Well; No Crime's So Great As Daring To Excel.

Genius Is Of No Country.

With Curious Art The Brain, Too Finely Wrought, Preys On Herself, And Is Destroyed By Thought.

Ourselves Are To Ourselves The Cause Of Ill.

Who To Patch Up His Fame, Or Fill His Purse, Still Pilfers Wretched Plans, And Makes Them Worse; Like Gypsies, Lest The Stolen Brat Be Known, Defacing First, Then Claiming For His Own.