It Is Sure The Hardest

Tis But A Part We See, And Not A Whole.

I Think A Good Deal May Be Said To Extenuate The Fault Of Bad Poets. What We Call A Genius, Is Hard To Be Distinguish'd By A Man Himself, From A Strong Inclination: And If His Genius Be Ever So Great, He Can Not At First Discover It Any Other Way, Than By Giving Way To That Prevalent Propensity Which Renders Him The More Liable To Be Mistaken.

Who Finds Not Providence All Good And Wise, Alike In What It Gives, And What Denies.

On Life's Vast Ocean Diversely We Sail. Reasons The Card, But Passion The Gale.

And Not A Vanity Is Given In Vain.