No one was ever scolded out of their sins.
Category Archive: 1731
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.
The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.
An epigram is but a feeble thing – With straw in tail, stuck there by way of sting.
Where men of judgment creep and feel their way, The positive pronounce without dismay.
How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, excels a dunce that has been kept at home.
God made the country, and man made the town.
Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.