88 Quotes by Aaron Hill

Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief's beneath thy shade.

O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.

Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.

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 though, a thousand ways: Could souls to bodies write, death's pow'r were mean, For minds could then meet minds with heav'n between.

The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.

Joys, which we do not know, we do not wish.

There is no merit where there is no trial; and till experience stamps the mark of strength, cowards may pass for heroes, and faith for falsehood.

Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.