And Make Each Day A Critic On

Worth Makes The Man, And Want Of It The Fellow; The Rest Is All But Leather And Prunello.

Talk What You Will Of Taste, My Friend, You'll Find Two Of A Face As Soon As Of A Mind.

For Wit And Judgment Often Are At Strife, Though Meant Each Other's Aid, Like Man And Wife.

The Blest To-day Is As Completely So, As Who Began A Thousand Years Ago.

Fix'd Like A Plant On His Peculiar Spot, To Draw Nutrition, Propagate And Rot.