In this commonplace world every one is said to be romantic who either admires a fine thing or does one.

Sometimes virtue starves while vice is fed.

In this commonplace world every one is said to be romantic who either admires a fine thing or does one.

Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius; without taste, genius is only sublime folly.

See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled, Mountains of Casuistry heap'd o'er her head! Philosophy, that lean'd on Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly!

Who shall decide when doctors disagree, And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?

A perfect woman's but a softer man.