Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne.
When much dispute has past, we find our tenets just the same as last.
Where London's column, pointing at the skies, Like a tall bully, lifts the head, and lies.
He best can paint them who shall feel them most.
It is very natural for a young friend and a young lover to think the persons they love have nothing to do but to please them.
The enormous faith of many made for one.