Constant Attention Wears The Active Mind, Blots

Genius Is Nothing More Than Inflamed Enthusiasm.

A Servile Race Who, In Mere Want Of Fault, All Merit Place; Who Blind Obedience Pay To Ancient Schools, Bigots To Greece, And Slaves To Musty Rules.

Who, With Tame Cowardice Familiar Grown, Would Hear My Thoughts, But Fear To Speak Their Own.

Keep Up Appearances; There Lies The Test. The World Will Give Thee Credit For The Rest.

Genius Is Of No Country; Her Pure Ray Spreads All Abroad, As General As The Day.