Forced from home, and all its pleasures, afric coast I left forlorn; to increase a stranger's treasures, o the raging billows borne. Men from England bought and sold me, paid my price in paltry gold; but, though theirs they have enroll'd me, minds are never to be sold.

The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.

Accomplishments have taken virtue's place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.

The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and there only, is the power to save.

Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.

[My kitten's] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.

O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!