The People's Voice Is Odd, It Is,

Our Passions Are Like Convulsion Fits, Which, Though They Make Us Stronger For A Time, Leave Us The Weaker Ever After.

A Family Is But Too Often A Commonwealth Of Malignants.

By Flatterers Besieged And So Obliging That He Ne'er Obliged.

What Will A Child Learn Sooner Than A Song?

He Knows To Live Who Keeps The Middle State, And Neither Leans On This Side Nor On That.