As good for man, like many other fish,
A well dress'd Thornback is a dainty dish;
But in the cooking, less of art there lies,
Than how to hold it when you've caught the prize:
For he who doth not know this fish's ways,
And grips him just as he would take another,
With unexpected pain, too great to smother:
While the more skill's and cautious fisher, he
Seizing him first by one gill, then the other,
Short work of him soon makes, and as you see,
Laughs in hus sleeve to hear his neighbour's pother.
Non omnibus omnia.
All things are not good for all.
WHO think that they the faculty possess,
All things alike to do with like success;
And that alike all things may be achiev'd,
Ne'er fail'd alike to find themselves deceiv'd.
Not ev'ry one is apt to ev'ry thing,
Nor the same talent to the purpose bring:
To take or this or that be what it may,
Each certain thing has itw own certain way.
T'achieve success in all we would acquire
Needs something else beyond the mere desire.
And when obtain'd how oft 'tis but to find,
The thing desir'd, nor suited nor design'd
Or to our talent, health, or frame of mind.
All is not good for all, though all would be
Alike possessors of some thing they see:
What joy to one imparts and is his gain,
Is both at once another's loss and pain,
And ev'ry day doth some example shew
That one man's weal is but another's woe.
ARTE citae remoque rates veloque reguntur,
Arte leves currus, arte regendus amor.-OVID I.Amand.
Qui secundos optat eventus, dimicet arte, non casu.-VEGET.lib. 3 in Praef
AMABIT sapiens, cupient caeteri. APUL. ex Afran.
Without knowledge meddle not.
DILUIS helleborum certo compescere puncto
Nescius quantum? vetat hoc natura medendi.
Wilt thou mix hellebore, who doth not know
How many grains should to the mixture go?
The art of medicine this forbids, I trow.
Felix quem faciunt aliena pericula cautum.
THAT is a twofold knowledge, which profits alike by the folly of the foolish, and
the wisdom of the wise; it is both a shield and a sword; it borrows its security
from the darkness, and its confidence from the light. -COLTON. Lacon.
ONE man's meat is another man's poison.
One man's fault is another man's lesson.
It is better to learn late than to remain ignorant. -PHOCYLIDES.
WHAT is the true good? Knowledge.
And the true evil? Ignorance. -SENECA.
Disappointment in Marriage.
LISTEN, I pray you, to the stories of the disappointed in marriage: -collect all their
complaints: hear their mutual reproaches; upon what fatal hinge do the greatest
part of them turn? -''They were mistaken in the person.''-Some disguise either of body
or mind is seen trough in the first domestic scuffle: -some fair ornament- perhaps the
very one which won the heart, the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit-falls off; It is
not the Rachael for whom I have served, -Why hast thou then beguiled me?
Be open-be honest: give yourself for what you are; conceal nothing, -varnish
nothing,-and if these fair weapons will not do, -better not conquer at all, than con-
quer for a day: -when the night is passed, 'twill ever be the same story,-And it came
to pass, behold it was Leah!
If the heart beguiles itself in its choice, and imaginations will give excellencies
which are not the portion of flesh and blood:-when the dream is over, and we awake
in the morning, it matters little whether 'tis Rachael or Leah-be the object what it
will, as it must be on the earthly side, at least, of perfection, -it will fall short of the
work of fancy, whose existence is in the clouds.
In such cases of deception, let not man exclaim as Jacob does in his, -What is
it thou hast done unto me?-for 'tis his own doings, and he has nothing to lay his fault
on, but the heat and poetic indiscretion of his own passions. -STERNE'S Sermons, vol. iv.
p.11.
SOMETIMES I was the brood of Gold'n-haird sunne,
More pure, more chast, than Vesta's watchfull nunne,
Purer than Easterne gemmes, than Saphirs bright,
Purer than Ophirs gold, than Rubies light,
Purer than Pactols gravell often try'd
In fire, and furnace seven times purify'd:
But since the fates to grease did me combine,
His filthy dregges are judged to be mine:
For why conjuction doth contagion make,
And from th'impure the pure infection take.
The soule once plung'd into the body darke,
Forgets it was a chast and divine sparke.
FARLIE'S Emblems.
THE INEXPERT ARE WOUNDED
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