Here Lies David Garrick, Describe Me Who

Who, Born For The Universe, Narrow'd His Mind, And To Party Gave Up What Was Meant For Mankind; Though Fraught With All Learning, Yet Straining His Throat To Persuade Tommy Townshend To Lend Him A Vote. Who Too Deep For His Hearers Still Went On Refining, And Thought Of Convincing While They Thought Of Dining: Though Equal To All Things, For All Things Unfit; Too Nice For A Statesman, Too Proud For A Wit.

If You Don't Ask Me Questions, I Can't Give You An Untrue Answer.

Thus 'tis With All; Their Chief And Constant Care Is To Seem Everything But What They Are.

Want Of Prudence Is Too Frequently The Want Of Virtue.

The Life Of A Scholar Seldom Abounds With Adventure.