A tale should be judicious, clear, succinct; The language plain, and incidents well link'd; Tell not as new what ev'ry body knows; and, new or old, still hasten to a close.

The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.

Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in

The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.

It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.

God forbid that Judges upon their oath should make resolutions to enlarge jurisdiction.

Admirals extolled for standing still, or doing nothing with a deal of skill.