An atheist-laugh's a poor exchange For Deity offended.

I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing: But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!

There's nought but care on ev'ry han', In every hour that passes, O: What signifies the life o' man, An' then she made the lasses, O.

Perhaps it may turn out a sang, Perhaps turn out a sermon.

Cease, gentle Maid, cease, cease to grieve, Thy Goddess does thy Pray'rs receive, And Providence will Thee relieve. Those, who on Providence depend, And patien…

'Goethe, as lately quoted by Matthew Arnold, said those who have science and art have religion; and added, let those who have not science and art have the popu…

For God, who lives above the skies, Would look with vengeance in his eyes If I should ever dare despise My mother.