Men Must Learn Now With Pity To

O, Had I But Followed The Arts!

Come The Three Corners Of The World In Arms, And We Shall Shock Them.

How Long A Time Lies In One Little Word?

How Strange Or Odd Some'er I Bear Myself, As I Perchance Hereafter Shall Think Meet To Put An Antic Disposition On.

To Persist In Doing Wrong Extenuates Not The Wrong, But Makes It Much More Heavy.