What you keep by you, you may change and mend but words, once spoken, can never be recalled.

Truth and fiction are so aptly mixed that all seems uniform and of a piece.

Abstruse and mystic thoughts you must express With painful care, but seeming easiness; For truth shines brightest thro' the plainest dress.

The multitude is always wrong.

The men, who labour and digest things most, Will be much apter to despond than boast; For if your author be profoundly good, 'Twill cost you dear before he's understood.

You gain your point if your industrious art can make unusual words easy.

Words once spoken can never be recalled.