War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.
Solitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die
The solemn fop; significant and budge; A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge
Religion! what treasure untold resides in that heavenly word!
Fanaticism, the false fire of an overheated mind.
The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.