And A Man's Life's No More Than

The Common Curse Of Mankind, Folly And Ignorance, Be Thine In Great Revenue!

Love All, Trust A Few, Do Wrong To None: Be Able For Thine Enemy Rather In Power Than Use; And Keep Thy Friend Under Thy Own Life's Key: Be Check'd For Silence, But Never Tax'd For Speech.

I Will Keep Where There Is Wit Stirring, And Leave The Faction Of Fools.

The Glowworm Shows The Matin To Be Near And Gins To Pale His Uneffectual Fire.

My Only Love Sprung From My Only Hate! Too Early Seen Unknown, And Known Too Late! Prodigious Birth Of Love It Is To Me, That I Must Love A Loathed Enemy.