On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.

Devotion's self shall steal a thought from heaven.

A good-natured man has the whole world to be happy out of.

Who shall decide when doctors disagree, And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?

Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed was the ninth beatitude.

Still when the lust of tyrant power succeeds, some Athens perishes, or some Tully bleeds.

Nothing can be more shocking and horrid than one of our kitchens sprinkled with blood, and abounding with the cries of expiring victims or with the limbs of dead animals scattered or hung up here and there.