Fool That I Was, Upon My Eagle's

All Authors To Their Own Defects Are Blind.

A Thing Well Said Will Be Wit In All Languages.

Parting Is Worse Than Death; It Is Death Of Love!

When Misfortune Is Asleep, Let No One Wake Her.

A Farce Is That In Poetry Which Grotesque (caricature) Is In Painting. The Persons And Actions Of A Farce Are All Unnatural, And The Manners False, That Is, Inconsistent With The Characters Of Mankind; And Grotesque Painting Is The Just Resemblance Of This.