These persons would shout as much if you and I were going to be hanged.

This is a righteous judgement of God upon these barbarous wretches, who have imbrued their hands in so much innocent blood.

I need pity. I know what I feel. Great place and business in the world is not worth looking after.

If we do not depart from God, and disunite by that departure, and fall into disunion among ourselves, I am confident, we doing our duty and waiting upon the Lo…

Next morning I was up betimes -- I sent the Crier round, All with his bell and gold-laced hat to say I'd give a pound To find that little vulgar Boy, who'd gon…

What a jolly awakening there will be some few years hence, when the inevitable argument of experience will show us a nation contradicting itself through the vo…

A prowde hert in a beggers brest, A fowle visage with gay temples of atyre, Horrible othes with an holy prist, A justice of juges to selle and lete to hyre, A …