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

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.

When we are young, we are slavishly employed in procuring something whereby we may live comfortably when we grow old; and when we are old, we perceive it is too late to live as we proposed.

Homer excels all the inventors of other arts in this: that he has swallowed up the honor of those who succeeded him.

Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God, afraid of me.

While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.

The Physician, by the study and inspection of urine and ordure, approves himself in the science; and in like sort should our author accustom and exercise his imagination upon the dregs of nature.