Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.

The rich are too indolent, the poor too weak, to bear the insupportable fatigue of thinking.

The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.

How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!

Lived in his saddle, loved the chase, the course, And always, ere he mounted, kiss'd his horse.