By Flatterers Besieged And So Obliging That

Of All The Causes Which Conspire To Blind Man's Erring Judgement, And Misguide The Mind, What The Weak Head With Strongest Bias Rules, Is Pride, The Never-failing Vice Of Fools.

Who Dies In Youth And Vigour, Dies The Best.

Where's The Man Who Counsel Can Bestow, Still Pleased To Teach, And Yet Not Proud To Know.

Our Business In The Field Of Fight, Is Not To Question, But To Prove Our Might.

O Love! For Sylvia Let Me Gain The Prize, And Make My Tongue Victorious As Her Eyes.