Oft in dreams invention we bestow to change a flounce or add a furbelow.

Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God, afraid of me.

Charm strikes the sight, but merit wins the soul.

Genius creates, and taste preserves.

And die of nothing but a rage to live.

All nature is but art unknown to thee.

Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favors call; She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all .