Perfect Happiness, By Princes Sought, Is Not

He Is At No End Of His Actions Blestwhose Ends Will Make Him Greatest, And Not Best.

And Let A Scholar All Earth's Volumes Carry, He Will Be But A Walking Dictionary: A Mere Articulate Clock.

Tis Immortality To Die Aspiring, As If A Man Were Taken Quick To Heaven.

An Ill Weed Grows Apace.

He That Shuns Trifles Must Shun The World.