1754-1832.
Parish Register.
Oh! rather give me commentators plain,
Who with no deep researches vex the brain,
Who from the dark and doubtful love to run,
And hold their glimmering taper to the sun.
The Borough Schools.
Books cannot always please, however good;
Minds are not ever craving for their food.
The Borough Placers.
In this fool's paradise lie drank delight.
The Birth of Flattery.
In idle wishes fools supinely stay;
Be there a will, then wisdom finds a way.