Neither Great Poverty Nor Great

The Hounds All Join In Glorious Cry, / The Huntsman Winds His Horn: / And A-hunting We Will Go.

O Innocence, How Glorious And Happy A Portion Art Thou To The Breast That Possesses Thee! Thou Fearest Neither The Eyes Nor The Tongues Of Men. Truth, The Most Powerful Of All Things, Is Thy Strongest Friend; And The Brighter The Light Is In Which Thou Art Displayed, The More It Discovers Thy Transcendent Beauties.

Good Writers Will, Indeed, Do Well To Imitate The Ingenious Traveller. . .who Always Proportions His Stay In Any Place.

Perhaps The Summary Of Good-breeding May Be Reduced To This Rule. "behave Unto All Men As You Would They Should Behave Unto You." This Will Most Certainly Oblige Us To Treat All Mankind With The Utmost Civility And Respect, There Being Nothing That We Desire More Than To Be Treated So By Them.

A Good Face They Say, Is A Letter Of Recommendation. O Nature, Nature, Why Art Thou So Dishonest, As Ever To Send Men With These False Recommendations Into The World!