How Gloomy Would Be The Mansions Of

The Present Is Never A Happy State To Any Human Being.

Superfluous Lags The Veteran On The Stage, Till Pitying Nature Signs The Last Release, And Bids Afflicted Worth Retire To Peace.

A Lexicographer, A Writer Of Dictionaries, A Harmless Drudge.

I Would Injure No Man, And Should Provoke No Resentment. I Would Relieve Every Distress, And Should Enjoy The Benedictions Of Gratitude. I Would Choose My Friends Among The Wise And My Wife Among The Virtuous, And Therefore Should Be In No Danger From Treachery Or Unkindness. My Children Should By My Care Be Learned And Pious, And Would Repay To My Age What Their Childhood Had Received.

Any Of Us Would Kill A Cow Rather Than Not Have Beef.