They think too little who talk too much.

Some of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.

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.

I am devilishly afraid, that's certain; but ... I'll sing, that I may seem valiant.

By education most have been misled; So they believe, because they were bred. The priest continues where the nurse began, And thus the child imposes on the man.

Nor is the people's judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.