The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.
The bounds of a man's knowledge are easily concealed, if he has but prudence.
To make a fine gentleman, several trades are required, but chiefly a barber.
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.
That virtue which requires to be ever guarded is scarce worth the sentinel.
The malicious sneer is improperly called laughter.