Maxioms by Edward Young
 He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one;
 All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.  
 He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one;
 All other crimes may pass for virtues in him. 
 He rams his quill with scandal and with scoff,
 But 'tis so very foul, it won't go off.  
 He rams his quill with scandal and with scoff,
 But 'tis so very foul, it won't go off. 
 Narcissus is the glory of his race:
 For who does nothing with a better grace?  
 Narcissus is the glory of his race:
 For who does nothing with a better grace? 
 What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach,
 'Tis an implicit satire on mankind;
  And while it satisfies, it read more 
 What is a miracle?--'Tis a reproach,
 'Tis an implicit satire on mankind;
  And while it satisfies, it censures too. 
All men think all men mortal, but themselves.
All men think all men mortal, but themselves.