All Things Are Subject To Decay And

One Of The Greatest, Most Noble, And Most Sublime Poems Which Either This Age Or Nation Has Produced.

Desire Of Greatness Is A Godlike Sin.

Time Glides With Undiscover'd Haste; The Future But A Length Behind The Past.

So Poetry, Which Is In Oxford Made An Art, In London Only Is A Trade.

The Bravest Men Are Subject Most To Chance.