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Read nature; nature is a friend to truth;
Nature is Christian, preaches to mankind;
And bids dead matter aid us in our creed.
Reason's progressive; instinct is complete; swift instinct leaps; slow reason feebly climbs.
Religion crowns the statesman and the man,
Sole source of public and of private peace.
Remember that God is as near to our mouth when we speak as that man is who leans his ear to our whispers.
Satire recoils whenever charged too high; round your own fame the fatal splinters fly.
Scorn the proud man that is ashamed to weep.
See from behind her secret stand
The sly informer minutes ev'ry fault
And her dread diary with horror fills.
See how they beg an alms of flattery!
Seize wisdom ere 'tis torment to be wise; that is, seize wisdom ere she seizes thee.
Shall man alone, whose fate, whose final fate,
Hangs on that hour, exclude it from his thoughts?
I think of nothing else--I see, I feel it!
All nature like an earthquake, trembling round!
All deities, like summer's swarms on wing,
All basking in the full meridian blaze!
I see the Judge enthroned, the flaming guard!
The volume open'd--open'd every heart!
A sunbeam pointing out each secret thought!
No patron! intercessor none! now past
The sweet, the clement mediatorial hour!
For guilt no plea! to pain no pause! no bound!
Inexorable all! and all extreme!
Some o'erenamor'd of their bags run mad,
Groan under gold, yet weep for want of bread.
Some weep in perfect justice to the dead,
As conscious all their love is in arrear.
Some wits, like oracles, deal in ambiguities, but not with equal success; for though ambiguities are the first excellence of an impostor, they are the last of a wit.
Soon as man, expert from time, has found the key of life, it opes the gates of death.
If wanting worth are shining instruments
In false ambition's hand, to finish faults
Illustrious, and give infamy renown.
That chastity of look which seems to hang a veil of purest light over all her beauties, and by forbidding most inflames desire.
That hideous sight--a naked human heart.
That man lives greatly, whatever his fate or fame, who greatly dies.
The body charms because the soul is seen.
The body's wisdom to conceal the mind.
The clouds may drop down titles and estates, both may seek us; but wisdom must be sought.
The death-bed of the just is yet undrawn
By mortal hand--it merits, a divine.
Angels should paint it--angels ever there
There on a post of honour and of joy.
A death-bed's a detector of the heart;--
Here fired dissimulation drops her mask:
Virtue alone has majesty in death.
The dispute about religion, and the practice of it, seldom go together.
The farthest from the fear are often nearest to the stroke of fate.
The first sure symptom of a mind in health is rest of heart, and pleasure felt at home.
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