The lights and shades, whose well-accorded strife gives all the strength and color of our life.

He best can paint them who shall feel them most.

Some people are commended for a giddy kind of good-humor, which is as much a virtue as drunkenness.

Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.

In lazy apathy let stoics boast, their virtue fix'd: 't is fix'd as in a frost; contracted all, retiring to the breast; but strength of mind is exercise, not rest.

A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn.

Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow: Not so when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.