Our greatest good, and what we least can spare, Is hope: the last of all our evils, fear. — John Armstrong Evil Copy Share Image
Music exalts each joy, allays each grief, expels diseases, softens every pain. — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Your friends avoid you, brutishly transform'd They hardly know you, or if one remains To wish you well, he wishes you in… — John Armstrong Drunkenness Copy Share Image
Music exalts each joy, allays each grief, expels diseases, softens every pain, subdues the rage of poison, and the plague. — John Armstrong Death Copy Share Image
“Love can sometimes rise up like a desperate cry from a neglected part of oneself which takes a long view but which… — John Armstrong Love Copy Share Image
Virtue, the strength and beauty of the soul, Is the best gift of Heaven: a happiness That even above the smiles and… — John Armstrong Beauty Copy Share Image
There are, while human miseries abound, A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth, Without one fool or flatterer at your board, Without… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
“It is not suffering as such that makes someone appreciate love, it is only when suffering pierces our vanity—which happens when we… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Impious! forbear thus the first general hail. To disappoint, Increase and multiply, To shed thy blossoms thro' the desert air, And sow… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
For pale and trembling anger rushes in With faltering speech, and eyes that wildly stare, Fierce as the tiger, madder than the… — John Armstrong Anger Copy Share Image
Sometimes pantheists will use the term "pandeism" to underscore that they share with the deists the idea that God is not a… — John Armstrong Deist Copy Share Image
Tis chiefly taste, or blunt, or gross, or fine, Makes life insipid, bestial, or divine. Better be born with taste to little… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
We know great Nature's pow'r, Mother of things, whose vast unbounded sway From the deep centre all around extends Wide to the… — John Armstrong Barriers Copy Share Image
Good native Taste, tho' rude, is seldom wrong, Be it in music, painting, or in song: But this, as well as other… — John Armstrong Age Copy Share Image
Then love of pleasure sways each heart, and we From that no more than from ourselves can fly. Blameless when govern'd well.… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Ye generous maids, revenge your sex's wrong; Let not the mean destroyer e'er approach Your sacred charms. Now muster all your pride,… — John Armstrong Approach Copy Share Image
The blood, the fountain whence the spirits flow The generous stream that waters every part, And motion, vigor, and warm life conveys… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
Toil, and be strong; by toil the flaccid nerves Grow firm, and gain a more compacted tone: The greener juices are by… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
