An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave legions of angels can't confine me there
To leave a sting within a brother's heart.
Wonder is involuntary praise.
Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.
By night an atheist half believes in a God.
All men think that all men are mortal but themselves.
All men think all men mortal, but themselves.
An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave legions of angels can't confine me there.
By night an atheist half believes in God.
Those who build beneath the stars build too low.
The house of laughter makes a house of woe.
Wishing of all employments is the worst.
Procrastination is the thief of time Year after year it steals, till all are fled.
Procrastination is the thief of time. Night Thoughts
Procrastination is the thief of time Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene
Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform.
Truth never was indebted to a lie.
Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall
Much learning shows how little mortals know much wealth, how little wordings enjoy.
Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour What tho' we wade in Wealth, or soar in Fame Earth's highest station ends in Here he lies and Dust to dust concludes the noblest songs
Friendship's the wine of life but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.
The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.
A friend is worth all hazards we can run.
By night an atheist half believes in a God
The course of Nature is the art of God