Degrade first the Arts if you'd Mankind Degrade. Hire Idiots to Paint with cold light & hot shade: Give high Price for the worst, leave the best in disgrace, And with Labours of Ignorance fill every place.

Children of the future age Reading this indignant page Know that in a former time Love, sweet love, was thought a crime

The Errors of a Wise Man make your Rule Rather than the Perfections of a Fool.

One thought fills immensity.

Work up imagination to the state of vision.

O thou who passest through our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer, Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.

To generalize is to be an idiot.