All Nature's Diff'rence Keeps All Nature's Peace.

That Virtue Only Makes Our Bliss Below, And All Our Knowledge Is Ourselves To Know.

So Upright Quakers Please Both Man And God.

I Lisp'd In Numbers, For The Numbers Came.

In Lazy Apathy Let Stoics Boast, Their Virtue Fixed, 'tis Fixed As In A Frost.

He Who Tells A Lie Is Not Sensible Of How Great A Task He Undertakes; For He Must Be Forced To Invent Twenty More To Maintain That One.