Ourselves Are To Ourselves The Cause Of

The Best Things Carried To Excess Are Wrong.

With Various Readings Stored His Empty Skull, Learn'd Without Sense, And Venerably Dull.

Knaves Starve Not In The Land Of Fools.

Fame Is Nothing But An Empty Name.

Who All In Raptures Their Own Works Rehearse, And Drawl Out Measur'd Prose, Which They Call Verse.