Care clings to wealth: the thirst for more Grows as our fortunes grow.
The brave are born from the brave and good. In steers and in horses is to be found the excellence of their sire; nor do savage eagles produce a peaceful dove.
Mingle a little folly with your wisdom; a little nonsense, now and then, is pleasant.
Aiming at brevity, I become obscure.
What can be found equal to modesty, uncorrupt faith, the sister of justice, and undisguised truth?
And Tragedy should blush as much to stoop To the low mimic follies of a farce, As a grave matron would to dance with girls.