All we behold is miracle.
Could he with reason murmur at his case, Himself sole author of his own disgrace?
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
The solemn fop; significant and budge; A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge
A teacher should be sparing of his smile.