A Tree Is A Nobler Object Than

What Nature Wants, Commodious Gold Bestows; 'tis Thus We Cut The Bread Another Sows.

Remembrance And Reflection How Allied. What Thin Partitions Divides Sense From Thought.

Who Builds A Church To God And Not To Fame, Will Never Mark The Marble With His Name.

Careless Of Censure, Nor Too Fond Of Fame, Still Pleased To Praise, Yet Not Afraid To Blame, Averse Alike To Flatter Or Offend, Not Free From Faults, Nor Yet Too Vain To Mend.

Most Authors Steal Their Works, Or Buy.