Who gives an empire, by the gift defeats All end of giving; and procures contempt Instead of gratitude.
Man wants little, nor that little long.
A God alone can comprehend a God.
Ah! what is human life? How, like the dial's tardy-moving shade, Day after day slides from us unperceiv'd! The cunning fugitive is swift by stealth; Too subtle is the movement to be seen; Yet soon the hour is up--and we are gone.
Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.
And friend received with thumps upon the back.