True wit never made us laugh.
Truth is beautiful within and without, forevermore.
There is a good ear, in some men, that draws supplies to virtue out of very indifferent nutriment.
The poem is a confession of faith.
The constructive intellect [genius] produces thoughts, sentences, poems, plans, designs, systems. It is the generation of the mind, the marriage of thought with nature.
Always maintain your common sense and artful skills, and funnel it all into plain enough dealings.