'tis Liberty Alone That Gives The Flower

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

Oh, Popular Applause! What Heart Of Man Is Proof Against Thy Sweet Seducing Charms? The Wisest And The Best Feel Urgent Need Of All Their Caution In Thy Gentlest Gales; But Swell'd Into A Gust--who Then, Alas! With All His Canvas Set, And Inexpert, And Therefore, Heedless, Can Withstand Thy Power?

The Parson Knows Enough Who Knows A Duke.

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

The Path Of Sorrow, And That Path Alone, Leads To The Land Where Sorrow Is Unknown.