I Hear Much Of People's Calling Out

Friends Are Good,--good, If Well Chosen.

No Shoots, Says Friday, No Yet, Me Shoot Now, Me No Kill; Me Stay, Give You One More Laugh.

Thus We Never See The True State Of Our Condition Till It Is Illustrated To Us By Its Contraries, Nor Know How To Value What We Enjoy, But By The Want Of It.

It Happen'd One Day About Noon Going Towards My Boat, I Was Exceedingly Surpriz'd With The Print Of A Man's Naked Foot On The Shore.

Wealth, Howsoever Got, In England Makes Lords Of Mechanics, Gentlemen Of Rakes; Antiquity And Birth Are Needless Here; 'tis Impudence And Money Makes A Peer.