The tall, the wise, the reverend head Must lie as low as ours.

Study detains the mind by the perpetual occurrence of something new, which may gratefully strike the imagination.

I have been there, and still would go; 'T is like a little heaven below.

Forbid it Lord that I should boast, save in the death of Christ, my God: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.

There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.

Let dogs delight to bark and bite, for God hath made them so.

In books, or work, or healthful play.