The genteel thing is the genteel thing any time, if as be that a gentleman bees in a concatenation accordingly.

Religion does what philosophy could never do; it shows the equal dealings of Heaven to the happy and the unhappy, and levels all human enjoyments to nearly the same standard. It gives to both rich and poor the same happiness hereafter, and equal hopes to aspire after it.

A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad When he put on his clothes.

Blest that abode, where want and pain repair, And every stranger finds a ready chair.

Take a dollar from a thousand and it will be a thousand no more.

Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth: If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt.

In arguing too, the parson own'd his skill, For e'en though vanquish'd he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around; And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.