Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.

A Deity believed, is joy begun; A Deity adored, is joy advanced; A Deity beloved, is joy matured. Each branch of piety delight inspires.

Fond man! the vision of a moment made! Dream of a dream! and shadow of a shade!

Who gives an empire, by the gift defeats All end of giving; and procures contempt Instead of gratitude.

What tender force, what dignity divine, what virtue consecrating every feature; around that neck what dross are gold and pearl!

A strange alternative * * *Must women have a doctor or a dance?

Wishing of all employments is the worst