Who dies in youth and vigour, dies the best.

On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.

Let such teach others who themselves excel, And censure freely who have written well.

While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!" "See man for mine!" replies a pamper'd goose.

Virtuous and vicious every man must be, few in the extreme, but all in the degree.

As with narrow-necked bottles; the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring out.

Music resembles poetry, in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master hand alone can reach.