The Malicious Sneer Is Improperly Called Laughter.

The Person Whose Clothes Are Extremely Fine I Am Too Apt To Consider As Not Being Possessed Of Any Superiority Of Fortune, But Resembling Those Indians Who Are Found To Wear All The Gold They Have In The World In A Bob At The Nose.

Honour Sinks Where Commerce Long Prevails.

The Ingratitude Of The World Can Never Deprive Us Of The Conscious Happiness Of Having Acted With Humanity Ourselves.

The Malicious Sneer Is Improperly Called Laughter.

To The Last Moment Of His Breath, On Hope The Wretch Relies; And Even The Pang Preceding Death Bids Expectation Rise.