Silence! Coeval With Eternity! Thou Wert Ere

Let Opening Roses Knotted Oaks Adorn, And Liquid Amber Drop From Every Thorn.

The Physician, By The Study And Inspection Of Urine And Ordure, Approves Himself In The Science; And In Like Sort Should Our Author Accustom And Exercise His Imagination Upon The Dregs Of Nature.

Still Follow Sense, Of Ev'ry Art The Soul, Parts Answering Parts Shall Slide Into A Whole.

A Generous Friendship No Cold Medium Knows, Burns With One Love, With One Resentment Glows.

Be Niggards Of Advice On No Pretense; For The Worst Avarice Is That Of Sense.