Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
Religion, richest favor of the skies.
Visits are insatiable devourers of time, and fit only for those who, if they did not that, would do nothing.
The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away.
Unmissed but by his dogs and by his groom.
'Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.