Affliction is the good man's shining scene; prosperity conceals his brightest ray; as night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.

Ne'er to meet, or ne'er to part, is peace.

Groan under gold, yet weep for want of bread.

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

A Christian is the highest style of man.

Ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.

Time destroyed Is suicide, where more than blood is spilt.