To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art.

Our Garrick 's a salad; for in him we see Oil, vinegar, sugar, and saltness agree!

A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.

Paltry affectation, strained allusions, and disgusting finery are easily attained by those who choose to wear them; they are but too frequently the badges of ignorance or of stupidity, whenever it would endeavor to please.

Every acknowledgment of gratitude is a circumstance of humiliation; and some are found to submit to frequent mortifications of this kind, proclaiming what obligations they owe, merely because they think it in some measure cancels the debt.

Romance and novel paint beauty in colors more charming than nature, and describe a happiness that humans never taste. How deceptive and destructive are those pictures of consummate bliss!

All the sciences are, in some measure, linked with each other, and before the one is ended, the other begins.