To The Elysian Shades Dismiss My Soul,

A Patriot Is A Fool In Ev'ry Age.

All Nature Is But Art, Unknown To Thee All Chance, Direction, Which Thou Canst Not See; All Discord, Harmony Not Understood; All Partial Evil, Universal Good.

Wine Lets No Lover Unrewarded Go.

I Would Not Be Like Those Authors, Who Forgive Themselves Some Particular Lines For The Sake Of A Whole Poem, And Vice Versa A Whole Poem For The Sake Of Some Particular Lines. I Believe No One Qualification Is So Likely To Make A Good Writer, As The Power Of Rejecting His Own Thoughts.

A God Without Dominion, Providence, And Final Causes, Is Nothing Else But Fate And Nature.