One Self-approving Hour Whole Years Outweighs.

Alas! The Small Discredit Of A Bribe Scarce Hurts The Lawyer, But Undoes The Scribe.

Chaos Of Thought And Passion, All Confus'd.

A Wit With Dunces, And A Dunce With Wits.

Order Is Heaven's First Law; And This Confessed, Some Are, And Must Be, Greater Than The Rest, More Rich, More Wise; But Who Infers From Hence That Such Are Happier, Shocks All Common Sense. Condition, Circumstance, Is Not The Thing; Bliss Is The Same In Subject Or In King.

To Rest, The Cushion And Soft Dean Invite, Who Never Mentions Hell To Ears Polite.