Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare; And beauty draws us with a single hair.

Great oaks grow from little acorns. He has a green thumb. He has green fingers. He's sowing his wild oats. Here Ceres' gifts in waving prospect stand, And nodding tempt the joyful reaper's hand.

Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgement, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is PRIDE, the never-failing vice of fools.

How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, and love the offender, yet detest the offence?

The Physician, by the study and inspection of urine and ordure, approves himself in the science; and in like sort should our author accustom and exercise his imagination upon the dregs of nature.

Education forms the common mind.

But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.