Built God a church and laughed His word to scorn.

Books are not seldom talismans and spells.

Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another's pain.

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.

No wisdom that she may gain by experience and reflection hereafter, will compensate the loss of her present hilarity.

And diff'ring judgments serve but to declare that truth lies somewhere, if we knew but where.

O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.