It Is A Note Of Upstart Greatness

For He That Once Is Good, Is Ever Great.

No Simple Word That Shall Be Uttered At Our Mirthful Board, Shall Make Us Sad Next Morning; Or Affright The Liberty That We'll Enjoy To-night.

A Prince Without Letters Is A Pilot Without Eyes. All His Government Is Groping.

A Lily Of A Day Is Fairer Far In May, Although It Fall And Die That Night, It Was The Plant And Flower Of Light. In Small Proportions We Just Beauties See, And In Short Measures Life May Perfect Be.

A Good Poet's Made As Well As Born.