To Err Is Human; To Forgive, Divine.

Judges And Senates Have Been Bought For Gold; Esteem And Love Were Never To Be Sold.

Some Are Bewildered In The Maze Of Schools, And Some Made Coxcombs Nature Meant But Fools.

Vice Is A Monster Of So Frightful Mien As To Be Hated Needs But To Be Seen; Yet Seen Too Oft, Familiar With Her Face, We First Endure, Then Pity, Then Embrace.

There Should Be, Methinks, As Little Merit In Loving A Woman For Her Beauty As In Loving A Man For His Prosperity; Both Being Equally Subject To Change.

'tis Not A Lip, Or Eye, We Beauty Call, But The Joint Force And Full Result Of All.