Fine sense and exalted sense are not half so useful as common sense.

What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things.

"With ev'ry pleasing, ev'ry prudent part, Say, what can Chloe want?"-She wants a heart.

Wit in conversation is only a readiness of thought and a facility of expression, or a quick conception and an easy delivery.

Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.

Now warm in love, now with'ring in my bloom Lost in a convent's solitary gloom!

True politeness consists in being easy one's self, and in making every one about one as easy as one can.