The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.
The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow, nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his prey.
Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?
Then the Parson might preach, & drink, & sing, And we'd be as happy as birds in the spring; And modest dame Lurch, who is always at Church, Would not have bandy children, nor fasting, nor birch.
The cistern contains: The fountain overflows.
God forbid that Truth should be confined to Mathematical Demonstration!