Learning by study must be won; 'Twas ne'er entail'd from son to son.

Here Shock, the pride of all his kind, is laid, Who fawned like man, but ne'er like man betrayed.

So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.

Around the steel no tortur'd worm shall twine, No blood of living insect stain my line; Let me, less cruel, cast the feather'd hook, With pliant rod athwart the pebbled brook, Silent along the mazy margin stray, And with the fur-wrought fly delude the prey.

Fill it up. I take as large draughts of liquor as I did of love. I hate a flincher in either.

How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear charmer away!

Envy's a sharper spur than pay: No author ever spar'd a brother; Wits are gamecocks to one another.