Get wealth and power, if possible by grace, If not, by any means, get wealth and place.

What mighty contests rise from trivial things.

Virtue alone is happiness below.

'Tis all in vain to keep a constant pother About one vice and fall into another.

Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw.

Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.