Our judgments, like our watches, none go just alike, yet each believes his own

I was not born for courts and great affairs, but I pay my debts, believe and say my prayers.

From the moment one sets up for an author, one must be treated as ceremoniously, that is as unfaithfully, "as a king's favorite or a king.

Who dare to love their country, and be poor.

What woeful stuff this madrigal would be, In some starved hackney sonneteer, or me! But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens! how the style refines!

Oft, as in airy rings they skim the heath, The clamtrous lapwings feel the leaden death; Oft, as the mounting larks their notes prepare They fall, and leave their little lives in air.

For what I have publish'd, I can only hope to be pardon'd; but for what I have burned, I deserve to be prais'd.