At His birth a star, unseen before in heaven, proclaims Him come.

He left it in thy power, ordaind thy will By nature free, not over-rul'd by Fate Inextricable, or strict necessity.

Hope allows us to bid farewell to fear.

He who destroys a good book kills reason itself.

The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burthensome, still paying, still to owe; Forgetful what from him I still receivd, And understood not that a grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and dischargd; what burden then?

Evil into the mind of god or man may come and go, so unapproved, and leave no spot or blame behind.

The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).