Could he with reason murmur at his case, Himself sole author of his own disgrace?
Fanaticism, the false fire of an overheated mind.
Accomplishments have taken virtue's place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love thee and adore, Oh for grace to love thee more!
The bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed.