The Life Of A Scholar Seldom Abounds

As Ten Millions Of Circles Can Never Make A Square, So The United Voice Of Myriads Cannot Lend The Smallest Foundation To Falsehood.

To Me More Dear, Congenial To My Heart, One Native Charm, Than All The Gloss Of Art.

True Wisdom Consists Of Tracing Effects To Their Causes.

The Hours We Pass With Happy Prospects In View Are More Pleasing Than Those Crowded With Fruition.

How Blest Is He Who Crowns In Shades Like These A Youth Of Labour With An Age Of Ease!