The fortitude of a Christian consists in patience, not in enterprises which the poets call heroic, and which are commonly the effects of interest, pride and worldly honor.

The propriety of thoughts and words, which are the hidden beauties of a play, are but confusedly judged in the vehemence of action.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.

Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night.

One of the greatest, most noble, and most sublime poems which either this age or nation has produced.

What passion cannot music raise and quell!