Tis All In Vain To Keep A

Virtuous And Vicious Every Man Must Be, Few In The Extreme, But All In The Degree.

Hope Springs Eternal In The Human Breast: Man Never Is, But Always To Be Blest.

I Find Myself Hoping A Total End Of All The Unhappy Divisions Of Mankind By Party-spirit, Which At Best Is But The Madness Of Many For The Gain Of A Few.

Genius Creates, And Taste Preserves. Taste Is The Good Sense Of Genius; Without Taste, Genius Is Only Sublime Folly.

Learn Of The Little Nautilus To Sail, Spread The Thin Oar, And Catch The Driving Gale.