Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer.
A man I knew who lived upon a smile, And well it fed him; he look'd plump and fair, While rankest venom foam'd through every vein.
A death-bed's a detector of the heart.
On every thorn, delightful wisdom grows, In every rill a sweet instruction flows.
Like our shadows, our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
A Deity believed, is joy begun; A Deity adored, is joy advanced; A Deity beloved, is joy matured. Each branch of piety delight inspires.