Reason Saw Not, Till Faith Sprung The

Only Man Clogs His Happiness With Care, Destroying What Is With Thoughts Of What May Be.

I Have A Soul That Like An Ample Shield Can Take In All, And Verge Enough For More.

Sure There's Contagion In The Tears Of Friends.

Sure There Is None But Fears A Future State; And When The Most Obdurate Swear They Do Not, Their Trembling Hearts Belie Their Boasting Tongues.

Our Vows Are Heard Betimes! And Heaven Takes Care To Grant, Before We Can Conclude The Prayer: Preventing Angels Met It Half The Way, And Sent Us Back To Praise, Who Came To Pray.