What's Honour?
Not to be captious; not unjustly fight;
'Tis to confess what's wrong—and do what's right?
The Doctor and his Patient.
"Slept you well?" "Very well." "My draught did good."
"It did no harm; for yonder it hath stood."
To a Young Gentleman.
Nature has done her part:—do thou but thine;
Learning and sense let decency refine.
For vain applause transgress not Virtue's rules:
A witty sinner is the worst of fools.
Occasioned by the Words "One Prior" in Burnet's History.
One Prior!—and is this, this all the fame
The poet from the historian can claim?
No; Prior's verse posterity shall quote,
When 'tis forgot one Burnet ever wrote.
A Rhapsody.
As I walked by myself, I said to myself,
And myself said again to me,
Look to thyself, take care of thyself,
For nobody cares for thee;
Then said I to myself, and thus answered myself,
With the self-same repartee,
Look to thyself, or look not to thyself,
'Tis the self-same thing to me.
Shoes.
Our bodies are like shoes, which off we cast;
Physic their cobbler is, and Death the last.
