Remembrance and reflection how allied. What thin partitions divides sense from thought.

All nature mourns, the skies relent in showers; hushed are the birds, and closed the drooping flowers.

Astrologers that future fates foreshow.

There is no study that is not capable of delighting us after a little application to it.

Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.

The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read With loads of learned lumber in his head.

Men, some to business, some to pleasure take; But every woman is at heart a rake.