A Feast Not Profuse But

When Falls The Coliseum, Rome Shall Fall; And When Rome Falls--the World.

A Man Must Serve His Time To Every Trade, Save Censure-critics All Are Ready Made. Take Hackney'd Jokes From Miller, Got By Rote With Just Enough Learning To Misquote.

Friendship Is Love Without His Wings!

Oh, Nature's Noblest Gift, My Grey Goose Quill, Slave Of My Thoughts, Obedient To My Will, Torn From The Parent Bird To Form A Pen, That Mighty Instrument Of Little Men.

My Heart In Passion, And My Head On Rhymes.