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| Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs / Receive our air, that moment they are free; / They touch our country, and their shackles fall. | | Uncategorized | |
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| So turning to his horse, he said, / I am in haste to dine; / 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, / You shall go back for mine. | | Uncategorized | |
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| Society, friendship, and love, / Divinely bestowed upon man, / Oh, had I the wings of a dove, / How soon would I taste you again! | | Uncategorized | |
Some men make gain a fountain whence proceeds
A stream of liberal and heroic deeds. | | Uncategorized | |
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| The bud may have a bitter taste, / But sweet will be the flower. | | Uncategorized | |
| The busy trifler dreams himself alone, / Frames many a purpose, and God works his own. | | Uncategorized | |
| The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have past away. | | Uncategorized | |
| The dinner waits, and we are tired: / Said Gilpin - So am I! | | Uncategorized | |
| The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul bawled out, Well done! As loud as he could bawl. | | Uncategorized | |
| The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged | | Earth | |
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| The man that hails you Tom or Jack, / And proves by thumps upon your back / How he esteems your merit, / Is such a friend, that one had need / Be very much his friend indeed / To pardon or to bear it. | | Uncategorized | |
The man that is not moved with what he reads,
That takes not fire at their heroic deeds,
Unworthy of the blessings of the brave,
Is base in kind, and born to be a slave. | | Uncategorized | |
| The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / Whom, snoring, she disturbs. | | Uncategorized | |
