Revenge, Revenge, Timotheus Cries, See The Furies

They First Condemn That First Advised The Ill.

Satire Is A Kind Of Poetry In Which Human Vices Are Reprehended.

Honor Is But An Empty Bubble.

When We View Elevated Ideas Of Nature, The Result Of That View Is Admiration, Which Is Always The Cause Of Pleasure.

Happy, Happy, Happy Pair! None But The Brave Deserves The Fair.