[the Devil's] Laws Are Easy,

I Could Not Forbear Getting Up To The Top Of A Little Mountain, And Looking Out To Sea, In Hopes Of Seeing A Ship : Then Fancy That, At A Vast Distance, I Spied A Sail, Please Myself With The Hopes Of It, And, After Looking Steadily, Till I Was Almost Blind, Lose It Quite, And Sit Down And Weep Like A Child, And Thus Increase My Misery By My Folly.

All Evils Are To Be Considered With The Good That Is In Them, And With What Worse Attends Them.

I Smil'd To My Self At The Sight Of This Money, O Drug! Said I Aloud, What Art Thou Good For? Thou Art Not Worth To Me, No Not The Taking Off Of The Ground, One Of Those Knives Is Worth All This Heap, I Have No Manner Of Use For Thee, E'en Remain Where Thou Art, And Go To The Bottom As A Creature Whose Life Is Not Worth Saving. However, Upon Second Thoughts, I Took It Away.

Alas The Church Of England! What With Popery On One Hand, And Schismatics On The Other, How Has She Been Crucified Between Two Thieves!

The Soul Is Placed In The Body Like A Rough Diamond, And Must Be Polished, Or The Luster Of It Will Never Appear.