You know, my dear, the world’s the Lord’s
Let ’em no longer liars prove.”
LITTLE’S POEMS. To Julia
“Why let the stingless critic chide
With all that fume of vacant pride
Which mantles o’er the pedant fool,
Like vapour on a stagnant pool.”
Lloyd
“Must thou whose judgment dull and cool
Is muddy as the stagnant pool.”