Oh, rather give me commentators plain, Who with no deep researches vex the brain; Who from the dark and doubtful love to run, And hold their glimmering tapers to the sun.

Fears of sinning let in thoughts of sin.

Oh, rather give me commentators plain, Who with no deep researches vex the brain; Who from the dark and doubtful love to run, And hold their glimmering tapers to the sun.

Good is done by degrees.

"Lawyers Are": By law's dark by-ways he has stored his mind with wicked knowledge on how to cheat mankind.

There is no mind so weak and powerless as not to have its inclinations, and none so guarded as to be without its prepossessions.

He tried the luxury of doing good.