Chaos Of Thought And Passion, All Confus'd.

Hills Peep O'er Hills, And Alps On Alps Arise.

Wit Is The Lowest Form Of Humor.

Who Builds A Church To God And Not To Fame, Will Never Mark The Marble With His Name.

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.

For Critics, As They Are Birds Of Prey, Have Ever A Natural Inclination To Carrion.