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Condition, Circumstance, Is Not The Thing; Bliss Is The Same In Subject Or In King.

One Science Only Will One Genius Fit; So Vast Is Art, So Narrow Human Wit.

Some People Are Commended For A Giddy Kind Of Good-humor, Which Is As Much A Virtue As Drunkenness.

Hope Springs Eternal In The Human Breast: Man Never Is, But Always To Be Blest.

Homer Excels All The Inventors Of Other Arts In This: That He Has Swallowed Up The Honor Of Those Who Succeeded Him.