Man disavows, and Deity disowns me: hell might afford my miseries a shelter; therefore hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all bolted against me.

'Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.

Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in

But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.

Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.

Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life, and lets him fall just in the niche he was ordained to fill.

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.