And More Than Echoes Talk Along The

Good Sense, Which Only Is The Gift Of Heaven, And Though No Science, Fairly Worth The Seven.

There Is Nothing Wanting To Make All Rational And Disinterested People In The World Of One Religion, But That They Should Talk Together Every Day.

Who Dies In Youth And Vigour, Dies The Best.

The Muse But Serv'd To Ease Some Friend, Not Wife, / To Help Me Through This Long Disease, My Life.

It Is Not So Much The Being Exempt From Faults, As Having Overcome Them, That Is An Advantage To Us.