So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.

As ten millions of circles can never make a square, so the united voice of myriads cannot lend the smallest foundation to falsehood.

And as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledg'd offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reprov'd each dull delay, Allur'd to brighter worlds, and led the way.

All that philosophy can teach is to be stubborn or sullen under misfortunes.

I learn several great truths; as that it is impossible to see into the ways of futurity, that punishment always attends the villain, that love is the fond soother of the human breast.

The genteel thing is the genteel thing any time, if as be that a gentleman bees in a concatenation accordingly.

Popular glory is a perfect coquette; her lovers must toil, feel every inquietude, indulge every caprice, and perhaps at last be jilted into the bargain. True glory, on the other hand, resembles a woman of sense; her admirers must play no tricks. They feel no great anxiety, for they are sure in the end of being rewarded in proportion to their merit.