Lend, Lend Your Wings! I Mount! I

To Buy Books As Some Do Who Make No Use Of Them, Only Because They Were Published By An Eminent Printer, Is Much As If A Man Should Buy Clothes That Did Not Fit Him, Only Because They Were Made By Some Famous Tailor.

'tis Not A Lip, Or Eye, We Beauty Call, But The Joint Force And Full Result Of All.

You Eat, In Dreams, The Custard Of The Day.

At Present We Can Only Reason Of The Divine Justice From What We Know Of Justice In Man. When We Are In Other Scenes, We May Have Truer And Nobler Ideas Of It; But While We Are In This Life, We Can Only Speak From The Volume That Is Laid Open Before Us.

Virtue, I Grant You, Is An Empty Boast; But Shall The Dignity Of Vice Be Lost?