Act well your part, there all the honour lies.

A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.

Those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.

In this commonplace world every one is said to be romantic who either admires a fine thing or does one.

All nature mourns, the skies relent in showers; hushed are the birds, and closed the drooping flowers.

Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe, Are lost on hearers that our merits know.

I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortunes perfectly like a Christian.