The Good Must Merit God's Peculiar Care;

Hope Humbly Then; With Trembling Pinions Soar; Wait The Great Teacher, Death, And God Adore; What Future Bliss He Gives Not Thee To Know, But Gives That Hope To Be Thy Blessing Now.

Wine Lets No Lover Unrewarded Go.

True Disputants Are Like True Sportsmen: Their Whole Delight Is In The Pursuit.

Praise Undeserved, Is Satire In Disguise.

Expression Is The Dress Of Thought, And Still Appears More Decent As More Suitable; A Vile Conceit In Pompous Words Express'd, Is Like A Clown In Regal Purple Dress'd.