There's Scarce A Case Comes

But With What Incessant And Grievous Ills Is Old Age Surrounded!

It Is A Wretched Thing To Live On The Fame Of Others.

Make All Fair Allowance For The Mistakes Of Youth.

Rare Indulgence Produces Greater Pleasure.

Trust Me No Tortures Which The Poets Feign Can Match The Fierce Unutterable Pain He Feels, Who Night And Day Devoid Of Rest Carries His Own Accuser In His Breast.