And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.
For all eternity, I forgive you and you forgive me.
To cast aside from Poetry, all that is not Inspiration
Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity.
The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive.
All the destruction in Christian Europe has arisen from deism, which is natural religion.