Swift Was The Race, But Short The

Arts And Sciences In One And The Same Century Have Arrived At Great Perfection; And No Wonder, Since Every Age Has A Kind Of Universal Genius, Which Inclines Those That Live In It To Some Particular Studies; The Work Then, Being Pushed On By Many Hands, Must Go Forward.

A Narrow Mind Begets Obstinacy; We Do Not Easily Believe What We Cannot See.

Much Malice Mingled With A Little Wit Perhaps May Censure This Mysterious Writ.

The Fool Of Nature Stood With Stupid Eyes And Gaping Mouth, That Testified Surprise.

I Saw Myself The Lambent Easy Light Gild The Brown Horror, And Dispel The Night.