Learning Is Like Mercury, One Of The

Condition, Circumstance, Is Not The Thing; Bliss Is The Same In Subject Or In King.

Not Half So Swift The Trembling Doves Can Fly, When The Fierce Eagle Cleaves The Liquid Sky; Not Half So Swiftly The Fierce Eagle Moves, When Thro' The Clouds He Drives The Trembling Doves.

Speed The Soft Intercourse From Soul To Soul, And Waft A Sigh From Indus To The Pole.

A King May Be A Tool, A Thing Of Straw; But If He Serves To Frighten Our Enemies, And Secure Our Property, It Is Well Enough; A Scarecrow Is A Thing Of Straw, But It Protects The Corn.

Hope Springs Eternal In The Human Breast: Man Never Is, But Always To Be Blest.