One murder made a villain, Millions a hero. Princes were privileged To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime.

Love is something so divine, Description would but make it less; ‘Tis what I feel, but can’t define, ‘Tis what I know but can’t express
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Description Divine Love
One murder made a villain, Millions a hero. Princes were privileged To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime.
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Hero Murder Numbers
War its thousands slays, Peace its ten thousands.
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Peace Ten War
One murder makes a villian, millions a hero
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Hero Million Murder
The joy resulting from the diffusion of blessings to all around us is the purest and sublimest that can ever enter the human mind, and can be conceived only by those who have experienced it.
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Blessing Exercise Joy
But chiefly Thou, Whom soft-eyed Pity once led down from Heaven To bleed for man, to teach him how to live, And, oh! still harder lesson! how to die.
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Heaven Lessons Men
Through the sequester’d vale of rural life The venerable patriarch guileless held The tenor of his way.
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Life Tenor Way
Bad thoughts quickly ripen into bad actions.
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Action Actions Bad Thoughts
Next to the consolations of divine grace, it is the most sovereign balm to the miseries of life, both in him who is the object of it, and in him who exercises it.
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Consolation Exercise Miseries Next

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