Who Will Not Judge Him Worthy To

The Poet Is The Nearest Borderer Upon The Orator.

It Is The Highest Of Earthly Honors To Be Descended From The Great And Good. They Alone Cry Out Against A Noble Ancestry Who Have None Of Their Own.

A Good Life Is A Main Argument.

In Small Proportions We Just Beauties See; And In Short Measures, Life May Perfect Be.

Confound These Ancestors... They've Stolen Our Best Ideas!