Order Is The Greatest Grace.

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

Our Vows Are Heard Betimes! And Heaven Takes Care To Grant, Before We Can Conclude The Prayer: Preventing Angels Met It Half The Way, And Sent Us Back To Praise, Who Came To Pray.

If You Are For A Merry Jaunt, I Will Try, For Once, Who Can Foot It Farthest.

A Lively Faith Will Bear Aloft The Mind, And Leave The Luggage Of Good Works Behind.

But 'tis The Talent Of Our English Nation, Still To Be Plotting Some New Reformation.