Honor and shame from no condition rise. Act well your part: there all the honor lies.

Ask you what provocation I have had? The strong antipathy of good to bad.

'Tis not enough your counsel still be true; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do.

Thus God and nature linked the gen'ral frame, And bade self-love and social be the same.

A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state.

Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius; without taste, genius is only sublime folly.

Whoe'er he be That tells my faults, I hate him mortally.