Wherever Waves Can Roll, And Winds Can

The More Haste, Ever The Worst Speed.

Whom Drink Made Wits, Though Nature Made Them Fools.

Tis Mighty Easy O'er A Glass Of Wine On Vain Refinements Vainly To Refine, To Laugh At Poverty In Plenty's Reign, To Boast Of Apathy When Out Of Pain, And In Each Sentence, Worthy Of The Schools, Varnish'd With Sophistry, To Deal Out Rules Most Fit For Practice, But For One Poor Fault That Into Practice They Can Ne'er Be Brought.

Men The Most Infamous Are Fond Of Fame, And Those Who Fear Not Guilt Yet Start At Shame.

Keep Up Appearances; There Lies The Test. The World Will Give Thee Credit For The Rest.