William Cowper

Is base in kind, and born to be a slave.

Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true,- A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew.

The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow; and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most of our troubles, "Ye have done your worst, and we shall see you no more."

When one that holds communion with the skies Has fill'd his urn where these pure waters rise, And once more mingles with us meaner things, 'T is e'en as if an angel shook his wings.

A moral, sensible, and well-bred man Will not affront me, and no other can.

God made the country, and man made the town.

The man that dares traduce, because he can with safety to himself, is not a man.