This is the age of oddities let loose.
We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.
Know ye not who would be free themselves must strike the blow? by their right arms the conquest must be wrought?
By headless Charles see heartless Henry lies.
We have fools in all sects, and impostors in most; why should I believe mysteries no one can understand, because written by men who chose to mistake madness for inspiration and style themselves Evangelicals?
Marriage, from love, like vinegar from wine-- A sad, sour sober beverage--by time Is sharpened from its high celestial flavor Down to a very homely household savor.