There is a proud modesty in merit.
Imitators are but a servile kind of cattle.
Resolved to ruin or to rule the state.
Thou tyrant, tyrant Jealousy, Thou tyrant of the mind!
Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught, The wise, for cure, on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.
Ever a glutton, at another's cost, But in whose kitchen dwells perpetual frost.