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A bachelor is a guy who never made the same mistake once.
Beware what spirit rages in your breast; for one inspired, ten thousand are possessed.
Choose an author as you choose a friend.
Clouds dissolved the thirsty ground supply.
Constant quiet fills my peaceful breast with unmixed joy.
Grief dejects and wrings the tortured soul.
Immodest words admit of no defence,
For want of decency is want of sense.
Invention is not so much the result of labor as of judgment.
Let us not write at a loose rambling rate, in hope the world will wink at all our faults.
Often try what weight you can support,
And what your shoulders are too weak to bear.
Our heroes of the former days deserved and gained their never-fading bays.
Praise Him, each savage furious beast
That on His stores do daily feast;
And you tame slaves, of the laborious plough,
Your weary knees to your Creator bow.
Pride, of all others the most dangerous fault,
Proceeds from want of sense, or want of thought.
Sound judgment is the ground of writing well.
Those things which now seem frivolous and slight,
Will be of serious consequence to you,
When they have made you once ridiculous.
True friends appear less moved than counterfeit.
Truth and fiction are so aptly mixed that all seems uniform and of a piece.
Want of decency is want of sense.
We weep and laugh, as we see others do.
What you keep by you, you may change and mend;
But words once spoke can never be recall'd.
- [Proverbs : Talking : Words]
Whatsoever contradicts my sense,
I hate to see, and never can believe.
Words are like leaves; some wither every year, and every year a younger race succeed.
You gain your point if your industrious art can make unusual words easy.
You must not think that a satiric style allows of scandalous and brutish words; the better sort abhor scurrility.
The first great work (a task performed by few)
Is that yourself may to yourself be true.
- An Essay on Translated Verses (l. 71)
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