But if you'll prosper, mark what I advise, Whom age, and long experience render wise.
Consult the genius of the place, that paints as you plant, and as you work.
The flower's are gone when the Fruits appear to ripen.
The ruling passion, be it what it will. The ruling passion conquers reason still.
Let such teach others who themselves excel, And censure freely who have written well.
The soul's calm sunshine, and the heartfelt joy.