Ourselves Are To Ourselves The Cause Of

Fool Beckons Fool, And Dunce Awakens Dunce.

Nor Waste Their Sweetness In The Desert Air.

Keep Up Appearances; There Lies The Test. The World Will Give Thee Credit For The Rest.

Patience Is Sorrow's Salve.

To Copy Beauty Forfeits All Pretense To Fame; To Copy Faults Is Want Of Sense