Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style, Amaze th' unlearn'd and make the learned smile.
Two purposes in human nature rule. Self- love to urge, and reason to restrain.
Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.
To the Elysian shades dismiss my soul, where no carnation fades.
So upright Quakers please both man and God.
The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd