Who Dies In Youth And Vigour, Dies

Count All Th' Advantage Prosperous Vice Attains, 'tis But What Virtue Flies From And Disdains: And Grant The Bad What Happiness They Would, One They Must Want--which Is, To Pass For Good.

There Is A Certain Majesty In Simplicity Which Is Far Above All The Quaintness Of Wit.

Whoever Thinks A Faultless Piece To See, Thinks What Ne'er Was, Nor Is, Nor E'er Shall Be.

Never Was It Given To Mortal Man - To Lie So Boldly As We Women Can.

He Knows To Live Who Keeps The Middle State, And Neither Leans On This Side Nor On That.