No One Was Ever Scolded Out Of

Laugh At All You Trembled At Before.

Great Offices Will Have Great Talents.

No Tree In All The Grove But Has Its Charms, Though Each Its Hue Peculiar.

I Would Not Have A Slave To Till My Ground, To Carry Me, To Fan Me While I Sleep, And Tremble When I Wake, For All The Wealth That Sinews Bought And Sold Have Ever Earn'd.

Thieves At Home Must Hang; But He That Puts Into His Overgorged And Bloated Purse The Wealth Of Indian Provinces, Escapes.