A Deity believed, is joy begun; A Deity adored, is joy advanced; A Deity beloved, is joy matured. Each branch of piety delight inspires.

A friend is worth all hazards we can run.

Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote.

Fame is the shade of immortality, And in itself a shadow. Soon as caught, Contemn'd; it shrinks to nothing in the grasp.

All men think that all men are mortal but themselves.

To know the world, not love her, is thy point; She gives but little, nor that little, long.

A dearth of words a woman need not fear; But 'tis a task indeed to learn to hear: In that the skill of conversation lies; That shows and makes you both polite and wise.