For truth is precious and divine,— Too rich a pearl for carnal swine. - Samuel Butler

For rhetoric, he could not ope His mouth, but out there flew a trope; And when he happen'd to break off I' th' middle of his speech, or cough, H' had hard words,ready to show why, And tell what rules he did it by; Else, when with greatest art he spoke, You'd think he talk'd like other folk, For all a rhetorician's rules Teach nothing but to name his tools.

For those that fly may fight again,
Which he can never do that's slain.

Where entity and quiddity,
The ghosts of defunct bodies, fly.