God bless our good and gracious King, Whose promise none relies on; Who never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one.
Whenever you preach, be sure that you lift the Saviour high and lay the sinner low.
Man differs more from man than man from beast
I shall never forgive you for teaching me how to love life.
Dead we become the lumber of the world.
Now piercรจd is her virgin zone; She feels the foe within it. She hears a broken amorous groan, The panting lover's fainting moan, Just in the happy minute.