Music resembles poetry, in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master hand alone can reach.

To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite, who never mentions hell to ears polite.

Let such teach others who themselves excel, And censure freely who have written well.

And write about it, Goddess, and about it!

Amusement is the happiness of those who cannot think.

All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. [and therefore the solution is to fix the jaundiced eye.]

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.