Her Wit Was More Than Man, Her

Ill News Is Wing'd With Fate, And Flies Apace.

Good Heaven, Whose Darling Attribute We Find Is Boundless Grace, And Mercy To Mankind, Abhors The Cruel.

He Made All Countries Where He Came His Own.

The Thought Of Being Nothing After Death Is A Burden Insupportable To A Virtuous Man.

To Die For Faction Is A Common Evil, But To Be Hanged For Nonsense Is The Devil.