No King Nor Nation One Moment Can

The Wretched Have No Friends.

Set All Things In Their Own Peculiar Place, And Know That Order Is The Greatest Grace.

And, Dying, Bless The Hand That Gave The Blow.

Luxurious Kings Are To Their People Lost, They Live Like Drones, Upon The Public Cost.

Criticism, As It Was First Instituted By Aristotle, Was Meant As A Standard Of Judging Well; The Chiefest Part Of Which Is To Observe Those Excellencies Which Delight A Reasonable Reader.