Astrologers that future fates foreshow.

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.

A little learning is a dangerous thing; drink of it deeply, or taste it not, for shallow thoughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking deeply sobers us again.

There is nothing that is meritorious but virtue and friendship.

Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.

The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleas'd to the last he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.

Thus let me live, unseen, unknown, Thus unlamented let me die, Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie.