Who combats with a brother, wounds himself.

An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.

Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.

Wishing of all employments is the worst

'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore 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.

Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.