Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 331.
Form'd by thy converse, happily to steer
From grave to gay, from lively to severe.[320:2]
Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 379.
Say, shall my little bark attendant sail,
Pursue the triumph and partake the gale?
Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 385.
Thou wert my guide, philosopher, and friend.
Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 390.
That virtue only makes our bliss below,[320:3]