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One cannot say he wanted wit, but rather that he was frugal of it.

Riches cannot rescue from the grave, which claims alike the monarch and the slave.

Virgil is so exact in every word, that none can be changed but for a worse; nor any one removed from its place, but the harmony will be altered. He pretends sometimes to trip; but it is only to make you think him in danger of a fall, when he is most secure.

They first condemn that first advised the ill.

Sure there’s contagion in the tears of friends.

The greater part performed achieves the less.

These are the effects of doting age, – vain doubts and idle cares and over caution.

Virtue without success is a fair picture shown by an ill light; but lucky men are favorites of heaven; all own the chief, when fortune owns the cause.

If one must be rejected, one succeed, make him my lord within whose faithful breast is fixed my image, and who loves me best.

Joy rul’d the day, and Love the night.

I learn to pity woes so like my own.

Good Heaven, whose darling attribute we find is boundless grace, and mercy to mankind, abhors the cruel.

The bravest men are subject most to chance.

Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.

And that the Scriptures, though not everywhere Free from corruption, or entire, or clear, Are uncorrupt, sufficient, clear, entire In all things which our needful faith require.

Fortune’s unjust; she ruins oft the brave, and him who should be victor, makes the slave.

A good conscience is a port which is landlocked on every side, where no winds can possibly invade. There a man may not only see his own image, but that of his Maker, clearly reflected from the undisturbed waters.

For mysterious things of faith, rely on the proponent, Heaven’s authority.

It’s a hard world, neighbors, if a man’s oath must be his master.

Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.

Railing in other men may be a crime, But ought to pass for mere instinct in him: Instinct he follows and no further knows, For to write verse with him is to transprose.

Two if’s scarce make one possibility.

Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.

Youth should watch joys and shoot them as they fly.

Criticism is now become mere hangman’s work, and meddles only with the faults of authors ; nay, the critic is disgusted less with their absurdities than excellence ; and you cannot displease him more than in leaving him little room for his malice.

We by art unteach what Nature taught.

To take up half on trust, and half to try, Name it not faith but bungling bigotry.

Was there no milder way but the Small Pox, The very filth’ness of Pandora’s Box?

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.

Maintain your post: That’s all the fame you need; For ’tis impossible you should proceed.

To breed up the son to common sense is evermore the parent’s least expense.

For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?

A knock-down argument; ’tis but a word and a blow.

When Misfortune is asleep, let no one wake her.

Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.

Light sufferings give us leisure to complain.

Who thinks all Science, as all Virtue, vain; Who counts Geometry and numbers Toys...

Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.

Repentance is but want of power to sin.

Accurst ambition, how dearly I have bought you.

Ill writers are usually the sharpest censors.

Love is a child that talks in broken language, yet then he speaks most plain.

Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.

You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water.

The winds are out of breath.

The conscience of a people is their power.

What precious drops are those, Which silently each other’s track pursue, Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?

Some of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.

Griefs assured are felt before they come.

Revealed religion first informed thy sight, and reason saw not till faith sprung to light.

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