Fashion--a Word Which Knaves And Fools May

Satire, Whilst Envy And Ill-humor Sway The Mind Of Man, Must Always Make Her Way; Nor To A Bosom, With Discretion Fraught, Is All Her Malice Worth A Single Thought. The Wise Have Not The Will, Nor Fools The Power, To Stop Her Headstrong Course; Within The Hour Left To Herself, She Dies; Opposing Strife Gives Her Fresh Vigor, And Prolongs Her Life.

Keep Up Appearances; There Lies The Test. The World Will Give Thee Credit For The Rest.

England, A Happy Land We Know, Where Follies Naturally Grow, Where Without Culture They Arise, And Tow'r Above The Common Size.

Knaves Starve Not In The Land Of Fools.

He Mouths A Sentence As Curs Mouth A Bone.