The solemn fop; significant and budge; A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge

Man disavows, and Deity disowns me: hell might afford my miseries a shelter; therefore hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all bolted against me.

Books are not seldom talismans and spells.

But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.

The man that hails you Tom or Jack, and proves by thumps upon your back how he esteems your merit, is such a friend, that one had need be very much his friend indeed to pardon or to bear it.

Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.

Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life.