I'd be a dog, a monkey, or a bear, or anything but that vain animal who is so proud of being rational.
Books bear him up a while, and make him try to swim with bladders of philosophy.
God bless our good and gracious King, Whose promise none relies on; Who never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one.
He never said a foolish thing nor never did a wise one.
Nothing suits worse with vice than want of sense
Since 'tis Nature's law to change, Constancy alone is strange.