No One Was Ever Scolded Out Of

A Story, In Which Native Humour Reigns, Is Often Useful, Always Entertains; A Graver Fact, Enlisted On Your Side, May Furnish Illustration, Well Applied; But Sedentary Weavers Of Long Tales Give Me The Fidgets, And My Patience Fails.

Mercy To Him That Shows It, Is The Rule.

Ceremony Leads Her Bigots Forth, Prepared To Fight For Shadows Of No Worth. While Truths, On Which Eternal Things Depend, Can Hardly Find A Single Friend.

A Life Of Ease Is A Difficult Pursuit.

Accomplishments Have Taken Virtue's Place, And Wisdom Falls Before Exterior Grace.