Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
Pity only on fresh objects stays, but with the tedious sight of woes decays.
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.
God never made his work for man to mend.
Good sense and good-nature are never separated, though the ignorant world has thought otherwise. Good-nature, by which I mean beneficence and candor, is the product of right reason.