Truth Needs Not Flowers Of Speech.

For When Success A Lover's Toil Attends,few Ask, If Fraud Or Force Attain'd His Ends

Where Beams Of Imagination Play, The Memory's Soft Figures Melt Away.

Ye Gods, Annihilate But Space And Time, And Make Two Lovers Happy.

True Disputants Are Like True Sportsmen: Their Whole Delight Is In The Pursuit.

Cavil You May, But Never Criticise.