You are judged of by what you possess.
Death is the ultimate boundary of human matters.
It is no easy matter to say commonplace things in an original way.
Avoid greatness in a cottage there may be more real happiness than kings or their favourites enjoy.
Betray not a secret even though racked by wine or wrath.
Drive Nature out with a pitchfork, yet she hurries back, And will burst through your foolish contempt, triumphant.