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

Dear Lord. I give myself away. I've nothing else to give.

Whatever brawls disturb the street, There should be peace at home.

So, when a raging fever burns, We shift from side to side by turns; And 't is a poor relief we gain To change the place, but keep the pain.

Do not expect to arrive at certainty in every subject which you pursue. There are a hundred things wherein we mortals. . . must be content with probability, where our best light and reasoning will reach no farther.

When two or three sciences are pursued at the same time if one of them be dry, as logic, let another be more entertaining, to secure the mind from weariness.

In common discourse we denominate persons and things according to the major part of their character; he is to be called a wise man who has but few follies.