The Folly Of Others Is Ever Most

Error Is Ever Talkative.

We Sometimes Had Those Little Rubs Which Providence Sends To Enhance The Value Of Its Favors.

Who, Born For The Universe, Narrow'd His Mind, And To Party Gave Up What Was Meant For Mankind; Though Fraught With All Learning, Yet Straining His Throat To Persuade Tommy Townshend To Lend Him A Vote. Who Too Deep For His Hearers Still Went On Refining, And Thought Of Convincing While They Thought Of Dining: Though Equal To All Things, For All Things Unfit; Too Nice For A Statesman, Too Proud For A Wit.

Those Who Place Their Affections At First On Trifles For Amusement, Will Find These Trifles Become At Last Their Most Serious Concerns.

The Loud Laugh That Spoke The Vacant Mind.