There is a majesty in simplicity.
Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read With loads of learned lumber in his head.
Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
What bosom beast not in his country's cause?
The finest minds, like the finest metals, dissolve the easiest.