From his brimstone bed, at break of day, A-walking the Devil is gone, To look at his little snug farm of the World, And see how his stock went on.

Love is indestructible, Its holy flame forever burneth; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.

Thou hast been called, O sleep, the friend of woe, But 'tis the happy that have called thee so.

The laws are with us, and God on our side.

A good man and a wise man may at times be angry with the world, at times grieved for it; but be sure no man was ever discontented with the world who did his duty in it.

The history of any private family, however humble, could it be fully related for five or six generations, would illustrate the state and progress of society better than the most elaborate dissertation.

Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, from that good God, who chastens whom he loves.