Men will believe anything at all provided they are under no obligation to believe it.

From toil he wins his spirits light, From busy day the peaceful night; Rich, from the very want of wealth, In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.

I shall be but a shrimp of an author.

Rich with the spoils of time.

Ruin seize thee, ruthless king! Confusion on thy banners wait! Though fann'd by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock the air with idle state.

There are certain scenes that would awe an atheist into belief, without the help of other argument.

They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.