For Every Inch That Is Not Fool,

Go Miser Go, For Money Sell Your Soul. Trade Wares For Wares And Trudge From Pole To Pole, So Others May Say When You Are Dead And Gone. See What A Vast Estate He Left His Son.

Wit Will Shine Through The Harsh Cadence Of A Rugged Line.

Sure There's Contagion In The Tears Of Friends.

A Farce Is That In Poetry Which Grotesque (caricature) Is In Painting. The Persons And Actions Of A Farce Are All Unnatural, And The Manners False, That Is, Inconsistent With The Characters Of Mankind; And Grotesque Painting Is The Just Resemblance Of This.

If Passion Rules, How Weak Does Reason Prove!