Wentworth Dillon, 4th Earl Of Roscommon Quotes

Men still had faults, and men will have them still; He that hath none, and lives as angels do, Must be an angel.

Sound judgment is the ground of writing well.

Truth and fiction are so aptly mixed that all seems uniform and of a piece.

The first great work (a task performed by few)
Is that yourself may to yourself be true.

You gain your point if your industrious art can make unusual words easy.

Tis I that call, remember Milo's end, Wedged in that timber which he strove to rend.

Whatsoever contradicts my sense,
I hate to see, and never can believe.

We weep and laugh, as we see others do.

Those things which now seem frivolous and slight,
Will be of serious consequence to you,
When they have made you once ridiculous.

The multitude is always wrong.

Abstruse and mystic thoughts you must express With painful care, but seeming easiness; For truth shines brightest thro' the plainest dress.

I will not quarrel with a slight mistake, Such as our nature's frailty may excuse.

The men, who labour and digest things most, Will be much apter to despond than boast; For if your author be profoundly good, 'Twill cost you dear before he's understood.

Pride (of all others the most dang'rous fault) Proceeds from want of sense, or want of thought.

The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound, Shall thro' the rending tombs rebound, And wake the nations under ground.

Grief dejects and wrings the tortured soul.

Let us not write at a loose rambling rate, in hope the world will wink at all our faults.

What you keep by you, you may change and mend but words, once spoken, can never be recalled.

Our heroes of the former days deserved and gained their never-fading bays.