A Fly, A Grape-stone, Or A Hair

Praise From A Friend, Or Censure From A Foe, Are Lost On Hearers That Our Merits Know.

At Length Corruption, Like A General Flood (so Long By Watchful Ministers Withstood), Shall Deluge All; And Avarice, Creeping On, Spread Like A Low-born Mist, And Blot The Sun.

And Write About It, Goddess, And About It!

New, Distant Scenes Of Endless Science Rise: So Pleas'd At First, The Towring Alps We Try.

Giving Advice Is Many Times Only The Privilege Of Saying A Foolish Thing One's Self, Under The Pretense Of Hindering Another From Doing One.