Hence, in these times, untouch'd the pages lie, And slumber out their immortality.
Who often reads, will sometimes wish to write.
Deceivers are the most dangerous members of society. They trifle with the best affections of our nature, and violate the most sacred obligations.
Anger makes us strong, Blind and impatient, And it leads us wrong; The strength is quickly lost; We feel the error long.
Life's bloomy flush was lost.
Experience finds few of the scenes that lively hope designs.