Cavil You May, But Never Criticise.

To Balance Fortune By A Just Expense, Join With Economy, Magnificence.

Tis Thus The Mercury Of Man Is Fix'd, Strong Grows The Virtue With His Nature Mix'd.

A Little Learning Is A Dangerous Thing; Drink Of It Deeply, Or Taste It Not, For Shallow Thoughts Intoxicate The Brain, And Drinking Deeply Sobers Us Again.

One Science Only Will One Genius Fit; So Vast Is Art, So Narrow Human Wit.

Of Manners Gentle, Of Affections Mild; In Wit A Man; Simplicity, A Child.