Chaos of thought and passion, all confused; Still by himself abused or disabused; Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled,- The glory, jest, and riddle of the world.

If, presume not to God to scan; The proper study of Mankind is Man. Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle state, a being darkly wise, and rudely great.

Here thou, great Anna! Whom three realms obey, / Dost sometimes counsel take—and sometimes tea.

When we are young, we are slavishly employed in procuring something whereby we may live comfortably when we grow old; and when we are old, we perceive it is too late to live as we proposed.

One self-approving hour whole years outweighs.

A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.

Truth shines the brighter, clad in verse.