Expect Poison From The Standing Water.

The Wrath Of The Lion Is The Wisdom Of God.

Heaven Is In A Grain Of Sand.

Then The Parson Might Preach, & Drink, & Sing, And We'd Be As Happy As Birds In The Spring; And Modest Dame Lurch, Who Is Always At Church, Would Not Have Bandy Children, Nor Fasting, Nor Birch.

The Glory Of Christianity Is To Conquer By Forgiveness.

To Create A Little Flower Is The Labour Of Ages.