Taste Is The Power Of Relishing Or

Wealth Accumulates, And Men Decay.

The World Is Like A Vast Sea: Mankind Like A Vessel Sailing On Its Tempestuous Bosom. ... [t]he Sciences Serve Us For Oars.

A Volcano May Be Considered As A Cannon Of Immense Size.

At Night Returning, Every Labour Sped, He Sits Him Down, The Monarch Of A Shed; Smiles By His Cheerful Fire, And Round Surveys His Children's Looks, That Brighten At The Blaze; While His Lov'd Partner, Boastful Of Her Hoard, Displays Her Cleanly Platter On The Board.

Our Bounty, Like A Drop Of Water, Disappears, When Diffus'd Too Widely