Now conscience wakes despair That slumber'd,-wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse.

He who reigns within himself and rules passions, desires, and fears is more than a king.

Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies.

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?

Just are the ways of God, And justifiable to men; Unless there be who think not God at all.

In naked beauty more adorn'd, More lovely than Pandora.

Be lowly wise: Think only what concerns thee and thy being.