All Other Goods By Fortune's Hand Are

See! From The Brake The Whirring Pheasant Springs, And Mounts Exulting On Triumphant Wings; Short Is His Joy! He Feels The Fiery Wound, Flutters In Blood, And Panting Beats The Ground.

The Best Way To Prove The Clearness Of Our Mind, Is By Showing Its Faults; As When A Stream Discovers The Dirt At The Bottom, It Convinces Us Of The Transparency And Purity Of The Water.

Virtuous And Vicious Every Man Must Be, Few In The Extreme, But All In The Degree.

Every Man Has Just As Much Vanity As He Wants Understanding.

Never Elated While One Man's Oppress'd; Never Dejected While Another's Blessed.