- For rhyme the rudder is of verses,
- With which like ships they steer their courses.
SAMUEL BUTLER, Hudibras
- She that with poetry is won
- Is but a desk to write upon.
Oaths are but words, and words but wind.
He that is down can fall no lower.
SAMUEL BUTLER, Hudibras
- For Justice, though she's painted blind,
- Is to the weaker side inclin'd.
- What makes all doctrines plain and clear?
- About two hundred pounds a year.
- And that which was prov'd true before,
- Prove false again? Two hundred more.
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