John Dyer Quotes

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.

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.