 Commerce changes the fate and genius of nations. |
| Visions of glory, spare my aching sight. |
| Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms. |
| Alas, regardless of their doom, the little victims play! No sense have they of ills to come, nor care beyond to-day. |
| Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn. |
| He gave to misery (all he had) a tear. |
| 'Tis folly to be wise. |
| And weep the more, because I weep in vain. |
| If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes. |
| Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. |
| The paths of glory lead but to the grave. |
| Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune, he had not the method of making a fortune. |
| I shall be but a shrimp of an author. |
