Light Sufferings Give Us Leisure To Complain.

Uncertain Whose The Narrowest Span,--the Clown Unread, Or Half-read Gentleman.

If All The World Be Worth Thy Winning. / Think, Oh Think It Worth Enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs Sits Beside Thee, / Take The Good The Gods Provide Thee.

For Lawful Power Is Still Superior Found, When Long Driven Back, At Length It Stands The Ground.

For Truth Has Such A Face And Such A Mien, As To Be Loved Needs Only To Be Seen.

But Shakespeare's Magic Could Not Copied Be; Within That Circle None Durst Walk But He.