Say first, of god above or man below; what can we reason but from what we know.
Vice is a monster of so frightful mien As to be hated needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe, Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
Amusement is the happiness of those who cannot think.
A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.