Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty !
A dead body revenges not injuries.
The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.
When the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire somewhat like a guinea? O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty.
Poetry fettered fetters the human race.
To Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness.