A death-bed's a detector of the heart.
Wonder is involuntary praise.
A Deity believed, is joy begun; A Deity adored, is joy advanced; A Deity beloved, is joy matured. Each branch of piety delight inspires.
And friend received with thumps upon the back.
With fame, in just proportion, envy grows.
Wouldst thou be famed? have those high acts in view, Brave men would act though scandal would ensue.