Praise From A Friend, Or Censure From

Bear, Like The Turk, No Brother Near The Throne.

If It Be The Chief Point Of Friendship To Comply With A Friends Motions And Inclinations, He Possesses This In A Eminent Degree; He Lies Down When I Sit, And Walks When I Walk, Which Is More Than Many Good Friends Can Pretend To Do.

Though Triumphs Were To Generals Only Due, Crowns Were Reserved To Grace The Soldiers Too.

A Wise Physician, Skill'd Our Wounds To Heal, Is More Than Armies To The Public Weal.

Tis From High Life High Characters Are Drawn; A Saint In Crape Is Twice A Saint In Lawn: A Judge Is Just, A Chanc'llor Juster Still; A Gownman Learn'd; A Bishop What You Will; Wise If A Minister; But If A King, More Wise, More Learn'd, More Just, More Ev'rything.