Religion! What Treasure Untold Resides In That

All Constraint, / Except What Wisdom Lays On Evil Men, / Is Evil.

But Animated Nature Sweeter Still, To Soothe And Satisfy The Human Ear.

Grief Is Itself A Medicine.

Alas! If My Best Friend, Who Laid Down His Life For Me, Were To Remember All The Instances In Which I Have Neglected Him, And To Plead Them Against Me In Judgment, Where Should I Hide My Guilty Head In The Day Of Recompense? I Will Pray, Therefore, For Blessings On My Friends, Even Though They Cease To Be So, And Upon My Enemies, Though They Continue Such.

O, Popular Applause! What Heart Of Man Is Proof Against Thy Sweet, Seducing Charms?