Waning Moons Their Settled Periods Keep, To

Quick Sensitivity Is Inseperable From A Ready Understanding.

The Infusion Of A China Plant Sweetened With The Pith Of An Indian Cane.

Simonides, A Poet Famous In His Generation, Is, I Think, Author Of The Oldest Satire That Is Now Extant, And, As Some Say, Of The First That Was Ever Written.

I Consider An Human Soul Without Education Like Marble In The Quarry, Which Shows None Of Its Inherent Beauties Till The Skill Of The Polisher Fetches Out The Colours, Makes The Surface Shine, And Discovers Every Ornamental Cloud, Spot And Vein That Runs Through The Body Of It.

One Should Take Good Care Not To Grow Too Wise For So Great A Pleasure Of Life As Laughter.