The Race By Vigour, Not By Vaunts,

Nor In The Critic Let The Man Be Lost.

Who Pants For Glory, Finds But Short Repose; A Breath Revives Him, Or A Breath O'erthrows.

First Follow Nature, And Your Judgment Frame By Her Just Standard, Which Is Still The Same: Unerring Nature, Still Divinely Bright, One Clear, Unchanged, And Universal Light, Life, Force, And Beauty Must To All Impart, At Once The Source, And End, And Test Of Art.

You Purchase Pain With All That Joy Can Give And Die Of Nothing But A Rage To Live.

The Most Positive Men Are The Most Credulous.