Not Heav'n Itself Upon The Past Has

To Breed Up The Son To Common Sense Is Evermore The Parent's Least Expense.

A Happy Genius Is The Gift Of Nature.

If Thou Dost Still Retain The Same Ill Habits, The Same Follies, Too, Still Thou Art Bound To Vice, And Still A Slave.

How Happy The Lover, How Easy His Chain, How Pleasing His Pain, How Sweet To Discover He Sighs Not In Vain.

No Government Has Ever Been, Or Can Ever Be, Wherein Time-servers And Blockheads Will Not Be Uppermost.