I fancy the character of a poet is in every country the same,--fond of enjoying the present, careless of the future; his conversation that of a man of sense, his actions those of a fool.

Nothing is so contemptible as that affectation of wisdom, which some display, by universal incredulity.

Alike all ages. Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze, And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore.

If we look round the world, there seem to be not above six distinct varieties in the human species, each of which is strongly marked, and speaks the kind seldom to have mixed with any other. But there is nothing in the shape, nothing in the faculties, that shows their coming from different originals; and the varieties of climate, of nourishment, and custom, are sufficient to produce every change.

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

The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.

In all the silent manliness of grief.