But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.

In books, or work, or healthful play.

He rules the world with truth and grace, and makes the nations prove, the glories of His righteousness and wonders of His love.

Birds in their little nests agree; And 'tis a shameful sight When children of one family Fall out, and chide, and fight.

Though reading and conversation may furnish us with many ideas of men and things, yet it is our own meditation must form our judgment.

Roses grow on thorns and honey wears a sting.

A dogmatical spirit inclines a man to be censorious of his neighbors. Every one of his opinions appears to him written, as it were, with sunbeams, and he grows angry that his neighbors do not see it in the same light. He is tempted to disdain his correspondents as men of low and dark understandings because they do not believe what he does.