There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.

I call a complete and generous education that which fits a man to perform justly, skillfully, and magnanimously all the offices, both private and public, of peace and war.

Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam.

Courage never to submit of yield.

Ah, why should all mankind For one man's fault, be condemned, If guiltless?

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

If the will, which in the law of our nature, were withdrawn from our memory, fancy, understanding, and reason, no other hell could equal, for a spiritual being, what we should then feel from the anarchy of our powers. It would be conscious madness,--a horrid thought!