Clergyman's

These friendly words awhile consoled the fair;
For grief imparted oft alleviates care.
- John Hoole

In blaming others, fools their folly show,
And most attempt to speak when least they know.
- John Hoole

My endeavour has been to render the sense of my author as nearly as possible, which could never be done merely by translating his words.
- John Hoole

So from a water clear, the trembling light
Of Phoebus, or the silver queen of night,
Along the spacious rooms with splendour plays,
Now high, now low, and shifts a thousand ways.
- John Hoole