To Tame The Proud, The Fetter'd Slave

Satire Among The Romans, But Not Among The Greeks, Was A Bitter Invective Poem.

O Freedom, First Delight Of Human Kind!

For Danger Levels Man And Brute And All Are Fellows In Their Need.

Death In Itself Is Nothing; But We Fear To Be We Know Not What, We Know Not Where.

Ev'n Wit's A Burthen, When It Talks Too Long.