Indulge, And To Thy Genius Freely Give,

Indulge, And To Thy Genius Freely Give, For Not To Live At Ease Is Not To Live.

You Pray For Good Health And A Body That Will Be Strong In Old Age. Good-but Your Rich Foods Block The Gods' Answer And Tie Jupiter's Hands.

Oh, What A Void There Is In Things.

Please Not Thyself The Flattering Crowd To Hear; 'tis Fulsome Stuff, To Please Thy Itching Ear. Survey Thy Soul, Not What Thou Does Appear, But What Thou Art.

Things Fit Only To Give Weight To Smoke.