Our Farmers Round, Well Pleased With Constant

't Was Good Advice, And Meant, My Son, Be Good.

Her Air, Her Manners, All Who Saw Admir'd; Courteous Though Coy, And Gentle Though Retir'd; The Joy Of Youth And Health Her Eyes Display'd, And Ease Of Heart Her Every Look Convey'd.

I Grant Indeed That Fields And Flocks Have Charms, For Him That Gazes Or For Him That Farms.

Fortunes Are Made, If I The Facts May State-- Though Poor Myself, I Know The Fortunate: First, There's A Knowledge Of The Way From Whence Good Fortune Comes--and This Is Sterling Sense: Then Perseverance, Never To Decline The Chase Of Riches Till The Prey Is Thine; And Firmness Never To Be Drawn Away By Any Passion From That Noble Prey-- By Love, Ambition, Study, Travel, Fame, Or The Vain Hope That Lives Upon A Name.

Men Of Many Words Sometimes Argue For The Sake Of Talking; Men Of Ready Tongues Frequently Dispute For The Sake Of Victory; Men In Public Life Often Debate For The Sake Of Opposing The Ruling Party, Or From Any Other Motive Than The Love Of Truth.