The villain's censure is extorted praise.

Judge not of actions by their mere effect; Dive to the center, and the cause detect. Great deeds from meanest springs may take their course, And smallest virtues from a mighty source.

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

Consult the genius of the place, that paints as you plant, and as you work.

On life's vast ocean diversely we sail, Reason the card, but passion is the gale; Nor God alone in the still calm we find, He mounts the storm, and walks upon the wind.

New, distant Scenes of endless Science rise: So pleas'd at first, the towring Alps we try.

Our judgments, like our watches, none go just alike, yet each believes his own