Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.

The lights and shades, whose well-accorded strife gives all the strength and color of our life.

What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things.

Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise?

The world is a thing we must of necessity either laugh at or be angry at; if we laugh at it, they say we are proud; if we are angry at it, they say we are ill-natured.

Health consists with temperance alone.

As with narrow-necked bottles; the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring out.