What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?

The art of poetry is to touch the passions, and its duty to lead them on the side of virtue.

Unmissed but by his dogs and by his groom.

Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies... To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.

Forced from home, and all its pleasures, afric coast I left forlorn; to increase a stranger's treasures, o the raging billows borne. Men from England bought and sold me, paid my price in paltry gold; but, though theirs they have enroll'd me, minds are never to be sold.

Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head

God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs