To so perverse a sex all grace is vain.
Since a true knowledge of nature gives us pleasure, a lively imitation of it, either in poetry or painting, must produce a much greater; for both these arts are not only true imitations of nature, but of the best nature.
Long pains, with use of bearing, are half eased.
But dying is a pleasure / When living is a pain.
He look'd in years, yet in his years were seen A youthful vigor, and autumnal green.
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.