The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us An'foolish notion.Robert Burns
From the Divine, Eternal Spirit springsOrder and Rule and Rectitude of Things,Thro' outward Nature, His Apparent Throne,Visibly seen, intelligibly known, —Proofs of a Boundless Pow'r, a Wisdom's Aid,By Goodness us'd, Eternal and Unmade.john byrom
Endless Perfections after all conspire,And to adore excite and to admire;But to plain Minds the Plainest Pow'r AboveIs Native Goodness to attract our Love;Centre of all Its various Pow'r and SkillIs One Divine, Immutable Good Will.john byrom
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in Thee.Let the Water and the Blood,From thy riven Side which flow'd,Be of Sin the double Cure,Cleanse me from its Guilt and Pow'r.augustus montague toplady
When Christ at Cana's feast by Pow'r divine, inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine. See cry'd they, while, in red'ning tide, it gush'd, the bashful stream hath seen its God and blush'd.
Letters, from absent friends, extinguish fear, Unite division, and draw distance near; Their magic force each silent wish conveys, And wafts embodied thought, a thousand ways: Could souls to bodies write, death's Pow'r were mean, For minds could then meet minds with heav'n between.aaron hill
Little tube of mighty Pow'r, Charmer of an idle hour, Object of my warm desire.
Whether with Reason, or with Instinct blest, Know, all enjoy that Pow'r which suits them best.Alexander Pope
'Tis true no lover has that Pow'r T' enforce a desperate amour, As he that has two strings t' his bow, And burns for love and money too.
Nor love, nor honour, wealth nor Pow'r, Can give the heart a cheerful hour When health is lost. Be timely wise; With health all taste of pleasure flies.john gay
Righteous Heaven, In thy great day of vengeance! Blast the traitor And his pernicious counsels, who, for wealth, For Pow'r, the pride of greatness, or revenge, Would plunge his native land in civil wars.nicholas rowe
I cannot reach it, and my striving eye Dazzles at it, as at eternity. Were now that chronicle alive, Those white designs which children drive, And the thoughts of each harmless hour, With their content too in my Pow'r, Quickly would I make my path even, And by mere playing go to heaven.Henry Vaughan