The Race By Vigour, Not By Vaunts,

Tis True, 'tis Certain; Man, Though Dead, Retains Part Of Himself; The Immortal Mind Remains.

All Chance, Direction, Which Thou Canst Not See

Authors Are Partial To Their Wit, 'tis True, But Are Not Critics To Their Judgment, Too?

So Upright Quakers Please Both Man And God.

An Honest Man's The Noblest Work Of God.