Fanaticism, The False Fire Of An Overheated

Fate Steals Along With Silent Tread, Found Oftenest In What Least We Dread; Frowns In The Storm With Angry Brow, But In The Sunshine Strikes The Blow.

Could He With Reason Murmur At His Case, Himself Sole Author Of His Own Disgrace?

The Solemn Fop; Significant And Budge; A Fool With Judges, Amongst Fools A Judge

Judge Not The Lord By Feeble Sense, But Trust Him For His Grace; Behind A Frowning Providence He Hides A Smiling Face.

A Noisy Man Is Always In The Right.