Her Modest Looks The Cottage Might Adorn,

Of Praise A Mere Glutton, He Swallow'd What Came, And The Puff A Dunce, He Mistook It For Fame; Till His Relish Grown Callous, Almost To Displease, Who Pepper'd The Highest Was Surest To Please.

He Who Fights And Runs Away May Live To Fight Another Day.

If One Wishes To Become Rich They Must Appear Rich.

Truth From His Lips Prevailed With Double Sway, And Fools, Who Came To Scoff, Remained To Pray.

Every Absurdity Has A Champion To Defend It.