The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.

Health consists with temperance alone.

Truth shines the brighter, clad in verse.

Did some more sober critics come abroad? If wrong, I smil'd; if right, I kiss'd the rod.

There is no study that is not capable of delighting us after a little application to it.

Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.

Beauty draws us with a single hair.