By night an atheist half-believes in God.
When men of infamy to grandeur soar, They light a torch to show their shame the more.
The course of Nature is the art of God
A Christian is the highest style of man.
The love of praise, howe'er conceal'd by art, Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart.
And all may do what has by man been done.