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Act Well Your Part, There All The Honour Lies.

Know Then Thyself, Presume Not God To Scan; The Proper Study Of Mankind Is Man.

By Music Minds An Equal Temper Know, Nor Swell Too High, Nor Sink Too Low. . . . . Warriors She Fires With Animated Sounds. Pours Balm Into The Bleeding Lover's Wounds.

The Laughers Are A Majority.

Get Your Enemy To Read Your Works In Order To Mend Them, For Your Friend Is So Much Your Second Self That He Will Judge Too Like You.