Welcome as kindly showers to the long parched earth.

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Fool, not to know that love endures no tie,
And Jove but laughs at lovers’ perjury.

Who think too little, and who talk too much.

Part i. Line 534.

Not heaven itself upon the past has power;
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

Book iii. Ode 29, Line 71.

For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

The Cock and the Fox. Line 452.

A man so various, that he seem’d to be
Not one, but all mankind’s epitome;
Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong,
Was everything by starts, and nothing long;
But in the course of one revolving moon
Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon.