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

The grave unites; where e'en the great find rest, And blended lie th' oppressor and th' oppressed!

What Tully said of war may be applied to disputing: "It should be always so managed as to remember that the only true end of it is peace." But generally true disputants are like true sportsmen,--their whole delight is in the pursuit; and the disputant no more cares for the truth than the sportsman for the hare.

Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.

No louder shrieks to pitying heaven are cast, When husbands or lap-dogs breathe their last.

Content if hence th' unlearn'd their wants may view, The learn'd reflect on what before they knew.

Praise undeserved, is satire in disguise.