Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!

You eat, in dreams, the custard of the day.

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.

That each from other differs, first confess; next that he varies from himself no less.

Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.

Persons of genius, and those who are most capable of art, are always most fond of nature: as such are chiefly sensible, that all art consists in the imitation and study of nature.

Devotion's self shall steal a thought from heaven.