I Have Always Considered It

Criticism, As It Was First Instituted By Aristotle, Was Meant As A Standard Of Judging Well.

When First The College Rolls Receive His Name, The Young Enthusiast Quilts His Ease For Fame; Through All His Veins The Fever Of Renown Burns From The Strong Contagion Of The Gown

Of All The Grief's That Harass The Distressed; Sure The Most Bitter Is A Scornful Jest.

A Man May Write At Any Time, If He Will Set Himself Doggedly To It.

Love Has No Great Influences Upon The Sum Of Life.