A king may be a tool, a thing of straw; but if he serves to frighten our enemies, and secure our property, it is well enough; a scarecrow is a thing of straw, but it protects the corn.

A field of glory is a field for all.

A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead.

Simplicity is the mean between ostentation and rusticity.

So upright Quakers please both man and God.

To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite, who never mentions hell to ears polite.

Here thou, great Anna! Whom three realms obey, / Dost sometimes counsel take—and sometimes tea.