He Was So Generally Civil, That Nobody

No Man Will Be A Sailor Who Has Contrivance Enough To Get Himself Into A Jail; For Being In A Ship Is Being In A Jail, With The Chance Of Being Drowned... A Man In A Jail Has More Room, Better Food, And Commonly Better Company.

Then With No Throbs Of Fiery Pain, No Cold Gradations Of Decay, Death Broke At Once The Vital Chain, And Freed His Soul The Nearest Way.

Every Other Author May Aspire To Praise; The Lexicographer Can Only Hope To Escape Reproach.

Invention Is Almost The Only Literary Labour Which Blindness Cannot Obstruct.

Care That Is Once Enter'd Into The Breast Will Have The Whole Possession Ere It Rest.