A Fly, A Grape-stone, Or A Hair

Condition, Circumstance, Is Not The Thing; Bliss Is The Same In Subject Or In King.

One Self-approving Hour Whole Years Outweighs.

Who Shall Decide When Doctors Disagree, And Soundest Casuists Doubt, Like You And Me?

Fondly We Think We Honor Merit Then, When We But Praise Ourselves In Other Men.

If Faith Itself Has Different Dresses Worn, What Wonder Modes In Wit Should Take Their Turn?