The maid that loves goes out to sea upon a shattered plank, and puts her trust in miracles for safety.
The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven.
Midway from Nothing to the Deity!
A God alone can comprehend a God.
Ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of life. O Britain! infamous for suicide.