Let Each Man Exercise The

Tis Not For Us To Warn A Wilful Sinner; We Stay Him Not, But Let Him Run His Course, Till By Misfortunes Rous'd, His Conscience Wakes, And Prompts Him To Appease Th' Offended Gods.

Ye Children Of Man! Whose Life Is A Span, Protracted With Sorrow From Day To Day, Naked And Featherless, Feeble And Querulous, Sickly, Calamitous Creatures Of Clay!

Look At The Orators In Our Republics; As Long As They Are Poor, Both State And People Can Only Praise Their Uprightness; But Once They Are Fattened On The Public Funds, They Conceive A Hatred For Justice, Plan Intrigues Against The People And Attack The Democracy.

Old Age Is Second Childhood.

Evil Events From Evil Causes Spring, And What You Suffer Flows From What You've Done.