Vice is a monster of so frightful mien As to be hated needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Two purposes in human nature rule. Self- love to urge, and reason to restrain.
The same ambition can destroy or save, and make a patriot as it makes a knave.
Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
Nor Fame I slight, nor her favors call.
Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.