The Dead Of Midnight Is The Noon

Young Gentlemen, Who Are To Display Their Knowledge To The World, Should Have Every Motive Of Emulation, Should Be Formed Into Regular Classes, Should Read And Dispute Together, Should Have All The Honors, And, If One May Say So, The Pomp Of Learning Set Before Them, To Call Up Their Ardor. It Is Their Business, And They Should Apply To It As Such.

The First Pale Blossom Of The Unripened Year.

We Can Only Love What We Know.

Englishmen Are Said To Love Their Laws; - That Is The Reason, I Suppose, They Give Us So Many Of Them, And In Different Editions.

And When Midst Fallen London, They Survey The Stone Where Alexander's Ashes Lay, Shall Own With Humbled Pride The Lesson Must By Time's Slow Finger Written In The Dust.