To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart; To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each Seene, and be what they behold: For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage.

All chance, direction, which thou canst not see

Women, as they are like riddles in being unintelligible, so generally resemble them in this, that they please us no longer once we know them.

See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled, Mountains of Casuistry heap'd o'er her head! Philosophy, that lean'd on Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly!

Get place and wealth, if possible with grace; if not, by any means get wealth and place.

Extremes in nature equal ends produce; In man they join to some mysterious use.

Amusement is the happiness of those who cannot think.