John Dyer

"A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter’s day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave."

"Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view?"

"Disparting towers Trembling all precipitate down dash’d, Rattling around, loud thundering to the moon."

"A man may go to heaven without health, without riches, without honors, without learning, without friends; but he can never go there without Christ."