And Little Eagles Wave Their Wings In

Court-virtues Bear, Like Gems, The Highest Rate, Born Where Heav'n Influence Scarce Can Penetrate. In Life's Low Vale, The Soil The Virtues Like, They Please As Beauties, Here As Wonders Strike.

A Little Learning Is A Dangerous Thing.

The Learned Is Happy, Nature To Explore; The Fool Is Happy, That He Knows No More.

A Perfect Judge Will Read Each Word Of Wit With The Same Spirit That Its Author Writ.

And More Than Echoes Talk Along The Walls.