Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall; And universal darkness buries all.

Physicians are in general the most amiable companions and the best friends, as well as the most learned men I know.

I find myself hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few.

Oh! be thou blest with all that Heaven can send, Long health, long youth, long pleasure-and a friend.

The most positive men are the most credulous.

Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.

Oft, as in airy rings they skim the heath, The clamtrous lapwings feel the leaden death; Oft, as the mounting larks their notes prepare They fall, and leave their little lives in air.