"Poetic Justice, with her lifted scale, Where, in nice balance, truth with gold she weighs, And solid pudding against …"

"Now night descending, the proud scene was o'er, But lived in Settle's numbers one day more."

"While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves to give their readers sleep."

"Next o'er his books his eyes begin to roll, In pleasing memory of all he stole; How here he sipp'd, how there he plun…"

"Or where the pictures for the page atone, And Quarles is saved by beauties not his own."

"Soon to that mass of nonsense to return, Where things destroy'd are swept to things unborn."

"How index-learning turns no student pale, Yet holds the eel of science by the tail."

"And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke."

"A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead."

"O thou! whatever title please thine ear, Dean, Drapier, Bickerstaff, or Gulliver! Whether thou choose Cervantes' seri…"