Shun fear, it is the ague of the soul! a passion man created for himself--for sure that cramp of nature could not dwell in the warm realms of glory. — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
Letters, from absent friends, extinguish fear, Unite division, and draw distance near; Their magic force each silent wish conveys, And wafts embodied though, a thousand ways: Could souls to bodies write, death's pow'r were mean, For minds could then meet… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes. — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium. — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
There is no merit where there is no trial; and till experience stamps the mark of strength, cowards may pass for heroes, and faith… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
Shun fear, it is the ague of the soul! a passion man created for himself--for sure that cramp of nature could not dwell in… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
First, then, a woman will, or won't, - depend on't; If she will do't, she will; and there's an end on't. But, if she… — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow. — Aaron Hill Copy Share Image
