Heaven From All Creatures Hides The Book

Be Thou The First True Merit To Befriend, His Praise Is Lost Who Stays Till All Commend.

Of Little Use, The Man You May Suppose, Who Says In Verse What Others Say In Prose; Yet Let Me Show A Poet's Of Some Weight, And (though No Soldier) Useful To The State, What Will A Child Learn Sooner Than A Song? What Better Teach A Foreigner The Tongue? What's Long Or Short, Each Accent Where To Place And Speak In Public With Some Sort Of Grace?

The Villain's Censure Is Extorted Praise.

Who Dies In Youth And Vigour, Dies The Best.

To Be Angry Is To Revenge The Faults Of Others On Ourselves.