Good people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word From those who spoke her praise.

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

To make a fine gentleman, several trades are required, but chiefly a barber.

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

Aromatic plants bestow no spicy fragrance while they grow; but crush'd or trodden to the ground, diffuse their balmy sweets around.

Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind; Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote. Who too deep for his hearers still went on refining, And thought of convincing while they thought of dining: Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit.

What real good does an addition to a fortune already sufficient procure? Not any. Could the great man, by having his fortune increased, increase also his appetites, then precedence might be attended with real amusement.