Tis True, 'tis Certain; Man, Though Dead,

But Thousands Die Without Or This Or That, Die, And Endow A College Or A Cat.

Drink Is The Feast Of Reason And The Flow Of Soul.

Religion Blushing, Veils Her Sacred Fires, And Unawares Morality Expires.

True Self-love And Social Are The Same.

A Person Who Is Too Nice An Observer Of The Business Of The Crowd, Like One Who Is Too Curious In Observing The Labor Of Bees, Will Often Be Stung For His Curiosity.