When Misfortune Is Asleep, Let No One

Good Sense And Good Nature Are Never Separated; And Good Nature Is The Product Of Right Reason.

He With A Graceful Pride, While His Rider Every Hand Survey'd, Sprung Loose, And Flew Into An Escapade; Not Moving Forward, Yet With Every Bound Pressing, And Seeming Still To Quit His Ground.

Kings Fight For Empires, Madmen For Applause.

If All The World Be Worth Thy Winning. / Think, Oh Think It Worth Enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs Sits Beside Thee, / Take The Good The Gods Provide Thee.

Maintain Your Post: That's All The Fame You Need; For 'tis Impossible You Should Proceed.