Truth is the foundation of all knowledge and the cement of all societies.
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
They first condemn that first advised the ill.
Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.
Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave deserves the fair.