Of Boasters
Empty are Bandboxes, Demijohns, Shelves,
Houses and Men that are Full of Themselves.
Who loves too much his own Small Candle's light,
Knows not the Stars that glorify the Night.
T HOUGH Pens have other Views, the Blotters think
That Ink was made for Blotter Pads to drink.
D ON'T praise Yourself to People who
May know the Folks next door to you.
T HE booming, vainglorious Drum of the Partridge
Advises the Hunter to slip in a Cartridge.
Houses and Men that are Full of Themselves.
Who loves too much his own Small Candle's light,
Knows not the Stars that glorify the Night.
T HOUGH Pens have other Views, the Blotters think
That Ink was made for Blotter Pads to drink.
D ON'T praise Yourself to People who
May know the Folks next door to you.
T HE booming, vainglorious Drum of the Partridge
Advises the Hunter to slip in a Cartridge.
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