"I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polish'd manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility)…"

"Now let us sing, long live the king."

"Could he with reason murmur at his case, Himself sole author of his own disgrace?"

"Absence from whom we love is worse than death, And frustrate hope severer than despair."

"Damned below Judas; more abhorred than he was."

"Man disobeys, and deity disowns me."

"Oh! I could thresh his old jacket till I made his pension jingle in his pockets."

"But oars alone can ne'er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toi…"

"Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, While meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely kno…"

"No dancing bear was so genteel Or half so dégagé."