Of all the causes which conspire to blind
Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind;
What the weak head with strongest bias rules,--
Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
Whose little body lodg'd a mighty mind.
'T is true, 't is certain; man though dead retains
Part of himself: the immortal mind remains.
The mildest manners with the bravest mind.
A faultless body and a blameless mind.
The glory of a firm, capacious mind.
Gentle of speech, beneficent of mind.
Whose well-taught mind the present age surpast.
Oh woman, woman! when to ill thy mind
Is bent, all hell contains no fouler fiend.
And bear unmov'd the wrongs of base mankind,
The last and hardest conquest of the mind.
Discourse, the sweeter banquet of the mind.
Give me, kind Heaven, a private station,
A mind serene for contemplation:
Title and profit I resign;
The post of honour shall be mine.
Though pleased to see the dolphins play,
I mind my compass and my way.
To be of no church is dangerous. Religion, of which the rewards are distant, and which is animated only by faith and hope, will glide by degrees out of the mind unless it be invigorated and reimpressed by external ordinances, by stated calls to worship, and the salutary influence of example.
I look upon it, that he who does not mind his belly will hardly mind anything else.
The true, strong, and sound mind is the mind that can embrace equally great things and small.
A fellow that makes no figure in company, and has a mind as narrow as the neck of a vinegar-cruet.
Time still, as he flies, brings increase to her truth,
And gives to her mind what he steals from her youth.
Her track, where'er the goddess roves,
Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame,
Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame.
Their cause I plead,--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.
Vain, very vain, my weary search to find
That bliss which only centres in the mind.
The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind,
And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.
Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind,
And to party gave up what was meant for mankind;
Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat
To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote.
Who too deep for his hearers still went on refining,
And thought of convincing while they thought of dining:
Though equal to all things, for all things unfit;
Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit.
The march of the human mind is slow.
Absence of occupation is not rest,
A mind quite vacant is a mind distress'd.