Thus Belial, with words clothed in reason's garb, counseled ignoble ease, and peaceful sloth, not peace.

There is no Christian duty that is not to be seasoned and set off with cheerishness, which in a thousand outward and intermitting crosses may yet be done well, as in this vale of tears.

None But such as are good men can give good things, And that which is not good, is not delicious To a well-govern'd and wise appetite.

Aristotle ... imputed this symphony of the heavens ... this music of the spheres to Pythagorus. ... But Pythagoras alone of mortals is said to have heard this harmony ... If our hearts were as pure, as chaste, as snowy as Pythagoras' was, our ears would resound and be filled with that supremely lovely music of the wheeling stars.

But oh the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone and never must return!

But infinite in pardon is my Judge.

In God's intention, a meet and happy conversation is the chiefest and noblest end of marriage.