Railing and praising were his usual themes; and both showed his judgment in extremes. Either over violent or over civil, so everyone to him was either god or devil.
The winds are out of breath.
Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands.
The blushing beauties of a modest maid.
They live too long who happiness outlive.
From Harmony, from heav'nly Harmony. This universal Frame began.