Religion blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires.
A fly, a grape-stone, or a hair can kill.
What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.
But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Fine sense and exalted sense are not half so useful as common sense.
A naked lover bound and bleeding lies!