The Bud May Have A Bitter Taste,

For When Was Public Virtue To Be Found Where Private Was Not?

God Never Meant That Man Should Scale The Heavens By Strides Of Human Wisdom. In His Works, Though Wondrous, He Commands Us In His Word To Seek Him Rather Where His Mercy Shines.

No Man Can Be A Patriot On An Empty Stomach.

The Few That Pray At All Pray Oft Amiss.

I Crown Thee King Of Intimate Delights, Fire-side Enjoyments, Home-born Happiness, And All The Comforts That The Lowly Roof Of Undisturb'd Retirement, And The Hours Of Long Uninterrupted Ev'ning, Know.