Bacchus ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain. Bachus's blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure, Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure- Sweet is pleasure after pain.

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.

Fattened in vice, so callous and so gross, he sins and sees not, senseless of his loss.

Interest makes all seem reason that leads to it.

The fortitude of a Christian consists in patience, not in enterprises which the poets call heroic, and which are commonly the effects of interest, pride and worldly honor.

Never was patriot yet, but was a fool.

Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped; And they have kept it since by being dead.