A Thing Well Said Will Be Wit

The Blushing Beauties Of A Modest Maid.

Among Our Crimes Oblivion May Be Set.

Sculptors Are Obliged To Follow The Manners Of The Painters, And To Make Many Ample Folds, Which Are Unsufferable Hardness, And More Like A Rock Than A Natural Garment.

So Poetry, Which Is In Oxford Made An Art, In London Only Is A Trade.

All Objects Lose By Too Familiar A View.