For Forms Of Faith Let Graceless Zealots

Learn From The Beasts The Physic Of The Field.

Whenever I Find A Great Deal Of Gratitude In A Poor Man, I Take It For Granted There Would Be As Much Generosity If He Were A Rich Man.

A Tree Is A Nobler Object Than A Prince In His Coronation-robes.

Nay, Fly To Altars; There They'll Talk You Dead; For Fools Rush In Where Angels Fear To Tread.

They Dream In Courtship, But In Wedlock Wake.