Happy, Happy, Happy Pair! None

A Coward Is The Kindest Animal; 'tis The Most Forgiving Creature In A Fight.

Three Poets, In Three Distant Ages Born, Greece, Italy, And England Did Adorn. The First In Loftiness Of Thought Surpass'd; The Next, In Majesty; In Both The Last. The Force Of Nature Could No Further Go; To Make A Third, She Join'd The Former Two.

There Is An Inimitable Grace In Virgil's Words, And In Them Principally Consists That Beauty Which Gives So Inexpressible A Pleasure To Him Who Best Understands Their Force. This Diction Of His, I Must Once Again Say, Is Never To Be Copied; And Since It Cannot, He Will Appear But Lame In The Best Translation.

Imitators Are But A Servile Kind Of Cattle.

Presence Of Mind And Courage In Distress, Are More Than Arrives To Procure Success?