The Parson Knows Enough Who Knows A

The Nurse Sleeps Sweetly, Hired To Watch The Sick, / Whom, Snoring, She Disturbs.

Fanaticism, The False Fire Of An Overheated Mind.

Would I Describe A Preacher, I Would Express Him Simple, Grave, Sincere; In Doctrine Uncorrupt; In Language Plain, And Plain In Manner; Decent, Solemn, Chaste, And Natural In Gesture; Much Impress'd Himself, As Conscious Of His Awful Charge, And Anxious Mainly That The Flock He Feeds May Feel It Too; Affectionate In Look, And Tender In Address, As Well Becomes A Messenger Of Grace To Guilty Men.

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

Far Happier Are The Dead Methinks Than They Who Look For Death And Fear It Every Day.