Pure Innovation Is More Gross Than Error.

And For The Authentical Truth Of Either Person Or Actions, Who (worth The Respecting) Will Expect It In A Poem, Whose Subject Is Not Truth, But Things Like Truth? Poor Envious Souls They Are That Cavil At Truth's Want In These Natural Fictions; Material Instruction, Elegant And Sententious Excitation To Virtue, And Deflection From Her Contrary, Being The Soul, Limbs, And Limits Of An Authentical Tragedy.

Let Pride Go Afore, Shame Will Follow After.

Tis Immortality To Die Aspiring, As If A Man Were Taken Quick To Heaven.

Young Men Think Old Men Are Fools, But Old Men Know Young Men Are Fools.

Virtue Is Not Malicious; Wrong Done Her Is Righted Even When Men Grant They Err.