O For A Horse With Wings!

Fat Paunches Have Lean Pates, And Dainty Bits Make Rich The Ribs, But Backrout Quite The Wits.

Nature Does Require Her Times Of Preservation.

If After Every Tempest Come Such Calms, May The Winds Blow Till They Have Waken'd Death!

Educated Men Are So Impressive.

O Lord That Lends Me Life, Lend Me A Heart Replete With Thankfulness!