Silence Is Become His Mother

Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog And In That Town A Dog Was Found, As Many Dogs There Be, Both Mongrel, Puppy, Whelp, And Hound, And Curs Of Low Degree.

The Folly Of Others Is Ever Most Ridiculous To Those Who Are Themselves Most Foolish.

A Man Who Leaves Home To Mend Himself And Others Is A Philosopher; But He Who Goes From Country To Country, Guided By The Blind Impulse Of Curiosity, Is A Vagabond.

In Arguing Too, The Parson Own'd His Skill, For E'en Though Vanquish'd He Could Argue Still; While Words Of Learned Length And Thundering Sound Amaz'd The Gazing Rustics Rang'd Around; And Still They Gaz'd, And Still The Wonder Grew That One Small Head Could Carry All He Knew.

Ill Fares The Land, To Hastening Ills A Prey, Where Wealth Accumulates, And Men Decay.