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In the Church-YARD of BROMLEY in Kent, writter
By J. HAWKSWORTH.
Her second husband
By him she had no children :
But virtue would not suffer her to be childless;
She had been nurse,
To him the afforded the protection of a mother.
And she was supported in the feebleness of age
Let it be remembered,
Power to be
By a fimple and unaffected piety,
To preserve the memory of this person,
BE ftill, nor anxious thoughts employ,
Thou can'ft not want when God's thy friend.
TO be called a Christian is a noble appellation. How few are there in this world who live up to the dignity of such a title
From Pope's Essay on CRITICISM.
A perfect judge will read each work of wit
EXCESSIVE complaisance is more frequently the mark of pride than affability.
IN what rank so ever virtue is placed, it merits the same consideration, and the same homage.
WHAT a dreadful state is a transition, without recollection from libertiniiin and impiety, to the supreme tribunal of the incorruptible Judge of the whole universe !
BENEFICENT Providence ordained riches for our service, and not to be abused in such fordid, such despicable practices, as neither profit ourielves nor the community.
TIME and opportunity are the most uncertain of all things; and yet there is nothing we more confidently depend upon,
TRUTH is the glory of time, and the daughter of eternity: a title of the highest grace, and a note of divine nature. Her essence is with God, her dwelling with his servants, her will in his wisdom, and her work in his glory.
BEFORE we fix our minds on the possession of any future enjoyment, we should be particularly careful to examine whether our hope is well grounded, left our disappointment yield more pain, than the object in view could bestow pleasure, if we had our desire,
PRIDE, says an excellent writer, was not made for man, as he is an imperfect, as he is a sinful, as he is a miserable being; yet there is not a vice whereof the human breast is more susceptible, nor one whose influence is more extensive over the species.
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RELIGION, added to the light of nature, and the experience of mankind, has concurred in establishing it as an unquestionable truth, that the irregular or intemperate indulgence of the paffions, is always attended with pain in some mode or other, which greatly exceeds its pleasure.
HE whose wishes, respecting the possessions of this world, are the most reasonable and bounded, is likely to lead the safeft, and, for that reason, the most defirable life. By aspiring too high, we frequently miss the happiness, which, by a less ambitious aim, we might have gained. High happiness on earth, is rather a picture which the imagination forms, than a reality which man is allowed to postess.
THE idea which Christianity has suggested of the relation in which all men stand to each other, is wonderfully adapted to promote universal hospitality. When we consider all men as brothers, we shall naturally receive the stranger within our gates with cordial kindness, as a relation whom we have never yet seen before, and to whom we wish to display some fignal of our love.
“ SURELY goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
What a purified, sentimental enjoyment of prosperity is here exhibited! How different from that gross relish of worldly pleasures, which belongeth to those who behold only the terrestrial side of things; who raise their views to no higher objects than the succession of human contingencies, and the weak efforts of human ability; who have no protector or patron in the heavens, to enliven their prosperity, or to warm their hearts with gratitude and trust.
HOW miserable is vice, when one guilty passion creates so much torment! How unavailing is prosperity, when, in the height of it a single disappointment can destroy the relish of all its pleasures! How weak is human nature, which, in the absence of real, is so prone to form to itself imaginary woes!