Ourselves Are To Ourselves The Cause Of

The Laws I Love; The Lawyers I Suspect.

Who Shall Dispute What The Reviewers Say? Their Word's Sufficient; And To Ask A Reason, In Such A State As Theirs, Is Downright Treason.

With Curious Art The Brain, Too Finely Wrought, Preys On Herself, And Is Destroyed By Thought.

The Danger Chiefly Lies In Acting Well; No Crime's So Great As Daring To Excel.

Amongst The Sons Of Men How Few Are Known Who Dare Be Just To Merit Not Their Own.