Ev'n Wit's A Burthen, When It Talks

I Strongly Wish For What I Faintly Hope; Like The Daydreams Of Melancholy Men, I Think And Think In Things Impossible, Yet Love To Wander In That Golden Maze.

Successful Crimes Alone Are Justified.

For Art May Err, But Nature Cannot Miss.

Every Age Has A Kind Of Universal Genius, Which Inclines Those That Live In It To Some Particular Studies.

Humility And Resignation Are Our Prime Virtues.