Nor Think Thou With Wind

The Childhood Shows The Man, As Morning Shows The Day.

Among The Writers Of All Ages, Some Deserve Fame, And Have It; Others Neither Have Nor Deserve It; Some Have It, Not Deserving It; Others, Though Deserving It, Yet Totally Miss It, Or Have It Not Equal To Their Deserts.

He Who Destroys A Good Book Kills Reason Itself.

And Add To These Retired Leisure, That In Trim Gardens Take His Pleasure.

Virtue, Which Breaks Through Opposition And All Temptation Can Remove, Most Shines, And Most Is Acceptable Above.