Wisdom Makes A Slow Defense

Sweet Was The Sound, When Oft, At Evening's Close, Up Yonder Hill The Village Murmur Rose; There As I Passed, With Careless Steps And Slow, The Mingling Notes Came Soften'd From Below; The Swain Responsive As The Milkmaid Sung, The Sober Herd That Low'd To Meet Their Young; The Noisy Geese That Gabbled O'er The Pool, The Playful Children Just Let Loose From School; The Watch-dog's Voice That Bay'd The Whispering Wind, And The Loud Laugh That Spoke The Vacant Mind; These All In Sweet Confusion Sought The Shade, And Fill'd Each Pause The Nightingale Had Made.

In Arguing One Should Meet Serious Pleading With Humor, And Humor With Serious Pleading.

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.

You, That Are Going To Be Married, Think Things Can Never Be Done Too Fast: But We That Are Old, And Know What We Are About, Must Elope Methodically, Madam.

Want Of Prudence Is Too Frequently The Want Of Virtue.