Grave Authors Say, And Witty

A Perfect Judge Will Read Each Word Of Wit With The Same Spirit That Its Author Writ.

Find, If You Can, In What You Cannot Change. Manners With Fortunes, Humours Turn With Climes, Tenets With Books, And Principles With Times.

Our Judgments, Like Our Watches, None Go Just Alike, Yet Each Believes His Own

Do Good By Stealth, And Blush To Find It Fame.

Virtue, I Grant You, Is An Empty Boast; But Shall The Dignity Of Vice Be Lost?