An undevout astronomer is mad.
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.
The spirit walks of every day deceased.
A Deity believed, is joy begun; A Deity adored, is joy advanced; A Deity beloved, is joy matured. Each branch of piety delight inspires.
Poor in abundance, famish'd at a feast.
Take God from nature, nothing great is left.