Fair words cost nothing.
Beasts kill for hunger, men for pay.
Shall ignorance of good and ill Dare to direct the eternal will? Seek virtue, and of that possest, To Providence resign the rest.
Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows, Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
[Gulliver was soon being read] "from the cabinet council to the nursery".
If with me you'd fondly stray Over the hills and far away.