A patriot is a fool in ev'ry age.
Our business in the field of fight, Is not to question, but to prove our might.
O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.
Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.
Order is Heaven's first law; and this confessed, some are, and must be, greater than the rest, more rich, more wise; but who infers from hence that such are happier, shocks all common sense. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing; bliss is the same in subject or in king.
Who combats bravely is not therefore brave, He dreads a death-bed like the meanest slave: Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise,- His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.