The Worst Of Madmen Is A Saint

The Dull Flat Falsehood Serves For Policy, And In The Cunning, Truth's Itself A Lie.

Good-nature And Good-sense Must Ever Join; To Err Is Human, To Forgive, Divine.

In Death A Hero, As In Life A Friend!

In Various Talk Th' Instructive Hours They Past, Who Gave The Ball, Or Paid The Visit Last; One Speaks The Glory Of The British Queen, And One Describes A Charming Indian Screen; A Third Interprets Motions, Looks, And Eyes; At Every Word A Reputation Dies.

I Never Knew Any Man In My Life Who Could Not Bear Another's Misfortunes Perfectly Like A Christian.