Love, Hope, And Joy, Fair Pleasure's Smiling

Presumptuous Man! The Reason Wouldst Thou Find,why Form'd So Weak, So Little, And So Blind?first, If Thou Canst, The Harder Reason Guess,why Form'd No Weaker, Blinder, And No Less!ask Of Thy Mother Earth, Why Oaks Are Madetaller Or Stronger Than The Weeds They Shade?or Ask Of Yonder Argent Fields Above,why Jove's Satellites Are Less Than Jove?

Good-nature And Good-sense Must Ever Join; To Err Is Human, To Forgive, Divine.

Lulled In The Countless Chambers Of The Brain, Our Thoughts Are Linked By Many A Hidden Chain; Awake But One, And In, What Myriads Rise!

What Bosom Beast Not In His Country's Cause?

That Character In Conversation Which Commonly Passes For Agreeable Is Made Up Of Civility And Falsehood.