All Chance, Direction, Which Thou Canst Not

Death, Only Death, Can Break The Lasting Chain; And Here, Ev'n Then, Shall My Cold Dust Remain

A Fly, A Grape-stone, Or A Hair Can Kill.

Who Ne'er Knew Joy But Friendship Might Divide,or Gave His Father Grief But When He Died.

Most Authors Steal Their Works, Or Buy.

A Man Of Business May Talk Of Philosophy; A Man Who Has None May Practice It.