The Pregnant Quarry Teem'd With Human Form.

At Night Returning, Every Labour Sped, He Sits Him Down, The Monarch Of A Shed; Smiles By His Cheerful Fire, And Round Surveys His Children's Looks, That Brighten At The Blaze; While His Lov'd Partner, Boastful Of Her Hoard, Displays Her Cleanly Platter On The Board.

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

The Ambitious Are Forever Followed By Adulation For They Receive The Most Pleasure From Flattery.

What Is Genius Or Courage Without A Heart?

Fear Guides More To Their Duty Than Gratitude; For One Man Who Is Virtuous From The Love Of Virtue, From The Obligation He Thinks He Lies Under To The Giver Of All, There Are Ten Thousand Who Are Good Only From Their Apprehension Of Punishment.