Here am I, dying of a hundred good symptoms.

Consult the Genius of the Place in all.

A perfect judge will read each word of wit with the same spirit that its author writ.

Act well your part, there all the honour lies.

To pardon those absurdities in ourselves which we cannot suffer in others is neither better nor worse than to be more willing to be fools ourselves than to have others so.

For what I have publish'd, I can only hope to be pardon'd; but for what I have burned, I deserve to be prais'd.

Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice - A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.