Fly, Dotard, Fly! With Thy Wise Dreams

Dogs, Ye Have Had Your Day!

Ah! What Avails It Me The Flocks To Keep, Who Lost My Heart While I Preserv'd My Sheep.

Passions Are The Gales Of Life.

Satire's My Weapon, But I'm Too Discreet To Run Amuck, And Tilt At All I Meet.

Truths Would You Teach, Or Save A Sinking Land? All Fear, None Aid You, And Few Understand.