Politicians neither love nor hate.

You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water.

Good sense and good-nature are never separated, though the ignorant world has thought otherwise. Good-nature, by which I mean beneficence and candor, is the product of right reason.

Desire of greatness is a godlike sin.

Raw in the fields the rude militia swarms, Mouth without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence.

As poetry is the harmony of words, so music is that of notes.

Reason saw not, till Faith sprung the Light.