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 — Beilby Porteus Copy Share Image
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. Next to the consolations of… — Beilby Porteus Copy Share Image
Through the sequester'd vale of rural life The venerable patriarch guileless held The tenor of his way. — Beilby Porteus Copy Share Image
Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and you are a god. — Beilby Porteus Copy Share Image
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… — Beilby Porteus Copy Share Image
One murder made a villain, Millions a hero. Princes were privileged To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime. — Beilby Porteus Copy Share Image
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… — Beilby Porteus Copy Share Image
The joy resulting from the diffusion of blessings to all around us is the purest and sublimest that can ever enter the human mind,… — Beilby Porteus Copy Share Image
