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Beilby Porteus Quotes

Love is something so divine, Description would but make it less; 'Tis what I feel, but can't define, 'Tis what I know but can't express

Love is something so divine, Description would but make it less; 'Tis what I feel, but can't define, 'Tis what I know but can't express

Love Is, Divine, Description

Bad thoughts quickly ripen into bad actions.

Action, Bad Thoughts, Bad Actions

Beilby Porteus (1805). “Lectures on the gospel of St. Matthew; ...”, p.85

The joy resulting from the diffusion of blessings to all around us is the purest and sublimest that can ever enter the human mind, and can be conceived only by those who have experienced it. Next to the consolations of divine grace, it is the most sovereign balm to the miseries of life, both in him who is the object of it, and in him who exercises it.

Exercise, Blessing, Joy

Beilby Porteus (1823). “Works of the Right Reverend Beilby Porteus, late Bishop of London: with his life”, p.13

One murder made a villain, Millions a hero. Princes were privileged To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime.

Hero, Numbers, Murder

William Falconer, Thomas Day, Robert Blair, Robert Glynn, Beilby Porteus (1822). “The Poems of Falconer, Day, Blair, Glynn, and Porteus”, p.283

But chiefly Thou, Whom soft-eyed Pity once led down from Heaven To bleed for man, to teach him how to live, And, oh! still harder lesson! how to die.

Men, Heaven, Lessons

William Falconer, Thomas Day, Robert Blair, Robert Glynn, Beilby Porteus (1822). “The Poems of Falconer, Day, Blair, Glynn, and Porteus”, p.288

One murder makes a villian, millions a hero

Hero, Murder, Millions

Through the sequester'd vale of rural life The venerable patriarch guileless held The tenor of his way.

Life, Way, Tenors

Robert Blair, Thomas Gray, Beilby Porteus (1818). “The grave,: a poem,”, p.55

War its thousands slays, Peace its ten thousands.

Peace, War, Ten

'Death' (1759) l. 179

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