England, With All Thy Faults I Love

Skins May Differ, But Affection Dwells In White And Black The Same.

The Fall Of Waters And The Song Of Birds, And Hills That Echo To The Distant Berds, Are Luxuries Excelling All The Glare The World Can Boast, And Her Chief Favorites Share.

Domestic Happiness, Thou Only Bliss Of Paradise That Has Surviv'd The Fall!

Ye Fearful Saints Fresh Courage Take, The Clouds You So Much Dread Are Big With Mercy And Shall Break, With Blessings On Your Head

A Teacher Should Be Sparing Of His Smile.