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One who is too wise an observer of the business of others, like one who is too curious in observing the labor of bees, will often be stung for his curiosity.

The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, forever, and forever! Then flashed the living lightning from her eyes, And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies.

But where's the man who counsel can bestow, Still pleased to teach, and yet not proud to know?

Dear, damned, distracting town, farewell! Thy fools no more I'll tease: This year in peace, ye critics, dwell, Ye harlots, sleep at ease!

Is it, in Heav'n, a crime to love too well? To bear too tender, or too firm a heart To act a lover's or a Roman's part? Is there no bright reversion in the sky, For those who greatly think, or bravely die?

Like following life through creatures you dissect, You lose it in the moment you detect.

True politeness consists in being easy one's self, and in making every one about one as easy as one can.

The fate of all extremes is such Men may be read, as well as books, too much. To observations which ourselves we make, We grow more partial for th' observer's sake.

Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God, afraid of me.

Wise wretch! with pleasures too refined to please; With too much spirit to be e'er at ease With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought. You purchase pain with all that joy can give, And die of nothing but a rage to live.