We may think all religions beneficial, and believe of one alone that it is true. - Anna Laetitia Barbauld

So when destruction lurks unseen, Which men like mice may share, May some kind angel clear thy path, And break the hidden snare.

Life! we've been long together,
Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;
'Tis hard to part when friends are dear,;br>Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear;
Then steal away, give little warning,
Choose thine own time;
Say not Good night, but in some brighter clime
Bid me Good morning.

If e'er thy breast with freedom glow'd, And spurn'd a tyrant's chain, Let not thy strong oppressive force
A free-born mouse detain.