There are those who believe something, and therefore will tolerate nothing; and on the other hand, those who tolerate everything, because they believe nothing.
In God's good time, Which does not always fall on Saturday When the world looks for wages.
Again the Cousin's whistle! Go, my Love.
Fair or foul the lot apportioned life on earth, we bear alike.
The great beacon light God sets in all, the conscience of each bosom.
Any nose may ravage with impunity a rose.