It Is As Wise To Moderate Our

Prose On Certain Occasions Can Bear A Great Deal Of Poetry; On The Other Hand, Poetry Sinks And Swoons Under A Moderate Weight Of Prose.

A Man's Vanity Tells Him What Is Honor, A Man's Conscience What Is Justice.

We Fancy We Suffer From Ingratitude, While In Reality We Suffer From Self-love.

Something Of The Severe Hath Always Been Appertaining To Order And To Grace; And The Beauty That Is Not Too Liberal Is Sought The Most Ardently, And Loved The Longest.

The Spirit Of Greece, Passing Through And Ascending Above The World, Hath So Animated Universal Nature, That The Very Rocks And Woods, The Very Torrents And Wilds Burst Forth With It.