At every trifle take offense, that always shows great pride or little sense.
Now warm in love, now with'ring in my bloom Lost in a convent's solitary gloom!
Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God, afraid of me.
To swear is neither brave, polite, nor wise.
Devotion's self shall steal a thought from heaven.
A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.