Envy's A Sharper Spur Than

Beasts Kill For Hunger, Men For Pay.

How Happy Could I Be With Either, Were T'other Dear Charmer Away!

You Can Only Be Called A Hypocrite If You Judge Others First.

Variety's The Source Of Joy Below, From Whence Still Fresh-revolving Pleasures Flow, In Books And Love The Mind One End Pursues, And Only Change The Expiring Flames Renews.

I Cannot Raise My Worth Too High; Of What Vast Consequence Am I! "not Of The Importance You Suppose," Replies A Flea Upon His Nose; "be Humble, Learn Thyself To Scan; Know, Pride Was Never Made For Man.