Ridicule often checks what is absurd, and fully as often smothers that which is noble.
The happy combination of fortuitous circumstances.
In man's most dark extremity Oft succour dawns from Heaven.
To the timid and hesitating everything is impossible because it seems so.
Whose lenient sorrows find relief, whose joys are chastened by their grief.
What skilful limner e'er would choose To paint the rainbow's varying hues, Unless to mortal it were given To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?