"Magic of bounty! all these spirits thy power Hath conjur'd to attend! I know the merchant."

"When we for recompense have prais'd the vile, It stains the glory in that happy verse Which aptly sings the good."

"The fire i th' flint Shows not till it be struck"

"No levelled malice Infects one comma in the course I hold; But flies an eagle flight, bold, and forth on, Leaving no …"

"I am not of that feather to shake off My friend when he most needs me."

"Here's that, which is too weak to be a sinner, — Honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire."

"Immortal gods, I crave no pelf; I pray for no man but myself: Grant I may never prove so fond, To trust man on his oa…"

"Men shut their doors against a setting sun."

"Every room Hath blaz'd with lights, and bray'd with minstrelsy."

"'T is lack of kindly warmth they are not kind."