Some by experience find those words mis-placed: At leisure married, they repent in haste.
O, nothing is more alluring than a levee from a couch in some confusion.
Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
I nauseate walking; 'tis a country diversion, I loathe the country.
Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it; when innocence and bold truth are always ready for expression.
Fear comes from uncertainty. When we are absolutely certain, whether of our worth or worthlessness, we are almost impervious to fear.