From the moment one sets up for an author, one must be treated as ceremoniously, that is as unfaithfully, "as a king's favorite or a king.

Our rural ancestors, with little blest, Patient of labor when the end was rest, Indulged the day that housed their annual grain, With feasts, and off'rings, and a thankful strain.

O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.

Genius involves both envy and calumny.

The season when to come, and when to go, to sing, or cease to sing, we never know.

The greatest magnifying glasses in the world are a man's own eyes when they look upon his own person.

A field of glory is a field for all.