I Am Resolved To Grow Fat, And

To Die For Faction Is A Common Evil, But To Be Hanged For Nonsense Is The Devil.

Love Taught Him Shame, And Shame With Love At Strife Soon Taught The Sweet Civilities Of Life.

Fortune Confounds The Wise, And When They Least Expect It Turns The Dice.

Who Climbs The Grammar-tree, Distinctly Knows Where Noun, And Verb, And Participle Grows.

Beware The Fury Of A Patient Man.