James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899.
Rowe
Curs’d merchandise, where life is sold, / And avarice consents to starve for gold.
Great minds, like Heaven, are pleased in doing good, / Though the ungrateful subjects of their favours / Are barren in return.
Guilt is the source of sorrow; ’tis the fiend, / Th’ avenging fiend that follows us behind / With whips and stings.
Lust is, of all the frailties of our nature, / What most we ought to fear; the headstrong beast / Rushes along, impatient of the course; / Nor hears the rider’s call, nor fears the rein.
The string that jars / When rudely touch’d, ungrateful to the sense, / With pleasure feels the master’s flying fingers, / Swells into harmony and charms the hearers.