Some Fleeting Good, That Mocks Me With

The Very Pink Of Perfection.

Truth From His Lips Prevailed With Double Sway, And Fools, Who Came To Scoff, Remained To Pray.

The Nakedness Of The Indigent World May Be Clothed From The Trimmings Of The Vain.

People Seldom Improve When They Have No Other Model But Themselves To Copy.

Nothing Is So Contemptible As That Affectation Of Wisdom, Which Some Display, By Universal Incredulity.