No wisdom that she may gain by experience and reflection hereafter, will compensate the loss of her present hilarity.

My soul is sick with every day's report of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.

When nations are to perish in their sins, 'tis in the Church the leprosy begins.

O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.

They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.