All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good.

To swear is neither brave, polite, nor wise.

Curse on all laws but those which love has made.

Tis true, 'tis certain; man, though dead, retains Part of himself; the immortal mind remains.

The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.

But if you'll prosper, mark what I advise, Whom age, and long experience render wise.

Gentle dullness ever loves a joke.