Night Thoughts. Night vi. Line 606.
The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
Night Thoughts. Night vii. Line 496.
Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.
Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 215.
Prayer ardent opens heaven.
Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 721.
A man of pleasure is a man of pains.
Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 793.
To frown at pleasure, and to smile in pain.