Those Who Think Must Govern

People Seldom Improve When They Have No Other Model But Themselves To Copy.

So The Loud Torrent, And The Whirlwind's Roar, But Bind Him To His Native Mountains More.

What Real Good Does An Addition To A Fortune Already Sufficient Procure? Not Any. Could The Great Man, By Having His Fortune Increased, Increase Also His Appetites, Then Precedence Might Be Attended With Real Amusement.

Blest Be That Spot, Where Cheerful Guests Retire To Pause From Toil, And Trim Their Evening Fire; Blest That Abode, Where Want And Pain Repair, And Every Stranger Finds A Ready Chair Blest Be Those Feasts With Simple Plenty Crown'd, Where All The Ruddy Family Around Laugh At The Jest Or Pranks, That Never Fail, Or Sigh With Pity At Some Mournful Tale, Or Press The Bashful Stranger To His Food, And Learn The Luxury Of Doing Good.

Filial Obedience Is The First And Greatest Requisite Of A State; By This We Become Good Subjects To Our Emperors, Capable Of Behaving With Just Subordination To Our Superiors, And Grateful Dependents On Heaven; By This We Become Fonder Of Marriage, In Order To Be Capable Of Exacting Obedience From Others In Our Turn; By This We Become Good Magistrates, For Early Submission Is The Truest Lesson To Those Who Would Learn To Rule. By This The Whole State May Be Said To Resemble One Family.