The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and there only, is the power to save.

The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.

Accomplishments have taken virtue's place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.

O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturbed Retirement, and the hours Of long uninterrupted evening, know.

If a great man struggling with misfortunes is a noble object, a little man that despises them is no contemptible one.

England, with all thy faults I love thee still, My country!

Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appear'd, And ages ere the Mantuan swan was heard: To carry nature lengths unknown before, To give a Milton birth, ask'd ages more.