Politicians neither love nor hate.
All empire is no more than power in trust.
Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.
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.
A happy genius is the gift of nature.
Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.