Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,Dreaming o'er the joys of night.Sleep, sleep: in thy sleepLittle sorrows sit and weep.
I will not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand.
The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow, nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his prey.
A musician, an artist, an architect: the man or woman who is not one of these is not a Christian.
How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!
I love hanging and drawing and quartering Every bit as well as war and slaughtering.
If you have form'd a circle to go into, Go into it yourself, and see how you would do. They said this mystery never shall cease: The priest promotes war, and the soldier peace.
He who shall teach the child to doubtThe rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
I am going to that country which I have all my life wished to see.
Painters are noted for being dissipated and wild.
General good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocite, flatterer.
Auguries of innocence "The emmet's inch and eagle's mile Make lame philosophy to smile. He who doubts from what he sees Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
The Man who pretends to be a modest enquirer into the truth of a self-evident thing is a Knave.
To Mercy Pity Peace and Love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For Mercy Pity Peace and Love Is God our father dear. And Mercy Pity Peace and Love Is Man his child and care. Then every man of every clime That prays in his distress Prays to the human form divine: Love Mercy Pity Peace. And all must love the human form In heathen, Turk, or Jew. Where Mercy, Love and Pity dwell There God is dwelling too.
All the destruction in Christian Europe has arisen from deism, which is natural religion.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons are the fruits of two seasons.
Rhetoric completes the tools of learning. Dialectic zeros in on the logic of things, of particular systems of thought or subjects. Rhetoric takes the next grand step and brings all these subjects together into one whole.
Acts themselves alone are history, and these are neither the exclusive property of Hume, Gibbon nor Voltaire, Echard, Rapin, Plutarch, nor Herodotus. Tell me the Acts, O historian, and leave me to reason upon them as I please; away with your reasoning and your rubbish. All that is not action is not worth reading.
The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.
The pure soul shall mount on native wings, . . . and cut a path into the heaven of glory.
But if at church they would give some ale. And a pleasant fire our souls to regale. We'd sing and we'd pray all the live long day, Nor ever once from the church to stray.
To Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness.
Men are admitted into heaven not because they have curbed or governed their passions, but because they have cultivate their understandings.
Death is terrible, tho' borne on angels' wings!
Dear Mother, dear Mother, the Church is cold, But the Ale-house is healthy and pleasant and warm.
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