Who combats bravely is not therefore brave, He dreads a death-bed like the meanest slave: Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise,- His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.

In lazy apathy let stoics boast, their virtue fix'd: 't is fix'd as in a frost; contracted all, retiring to the breast; but strength of mind is exercise, not rest.

A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.

Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate.

Die of a rose in aromatic pain.

But those who cannot write, and those who can, All rhyme, and scrawl, and scribble, to a man.

For critics, as they are birds of prey, have ever a natural inclination to carrion.