“Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.” — William Cowper

Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books.

A fool must now and then be right, by chance.

No one was ever scolded out of their sins.

It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.