Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life.
The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.