Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies, Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies; The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare, And shed their substance on the floating air.
Our farmers round, well pleased with constant gain, like other farmers, flourish and complain.
To the house of a friend if you’re pleased to retire, You must all things admit, you must all things admire; You must pay with observance the price of your treat, You must eat what is praised, and must praise what you eat.
The game is never lost till won.
Feed the musician, and he’s out of tune.
Ability comprehends the power of doing in general, without specifying the quality or degree.
I grant indeed that fields and flocks have charms, For him that gazes or for him that farms.
Impertinence will intermeddle in things in which it has no concern, showing a want of breeding, or, more commonly, a spirit of sheer impudence.
Arrogance is the act of the great; presumption that of the little.
Who calls a lawyer rogue, may find, too lateUpon one of these depends his whole estate.
Some hearts are hidden, some have not a heart.
Void of all honor, avaricious, rash, The daring tribe compound their boasted trash Tincture of syrup, lotion, drop, or pill; All tempt the sick to trust the lying bill.
I paint the cot, As truth will paint it, and as bards will not.
Fashion, though Folly’s child, and guide of fools, Rules e’en the wisest, and in learning rules.
A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.
With awe, around these silent walks I tread; These are the lasting mansions of the dead.
Whatever amuses, serves to kill time, to lull the faculties, and to banish reflection. Whatever entertains, usually awakens the understanding or gratifies the fancy. Whatever diverts, is lively in its nature, and sometimes tumultuous in its effects.
Lo! the poor toper whose untutored sense, Sees bliss in ale, and can with wine dispense; Whose head proud fancy never taught to steer, Beyond the muddy ecstasies of beer.
Against her foes Religion well defends Her sacred truths, but often fears her friends.
Learning is better worth than houses or land.
Men of many words sometimes argue for the sake of talking; men of ready tongues frequently dispute for the sake of victory; men in public life often debate for the sake of opposing the ruling party, or from any other motive than the love of truth.