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.

All truth is precious, if not all divine; and what dilates the powers must needs refine.

Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true,- A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew.

An epigram is but a feeble thing - With straw in tail, stuck there by way of sting.

Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.

England, with all thy faults I love thee still, My country!

Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books.