Sweet is pleasure after pain.
Good Heaven, whose darling attribute we find is boundless grace, and mercy to mankind, abhors the cruel.
A knock-down argument; 'tis but a word and a blow.
If passion rules, how weak does reason prove!
Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
Merit challenges envy.