Things as certain as death and taxes, can be more firmly believed.

All men would be tyrants if they could.

The best of men cannot suspend their fate: The good die early, and the bad die late.

And of all plagues with which mankind are curs’d, Ecclesiastic tyranny’s the worst.

In their religion they are so uneven, That each man goes his own byway to heaven.

Wherever God erects a house of prayer, The Devil always builds a chapel there; And ’twill be found, upon examination, The latter has the largest congregation.

From this amphibious ill-born mob began That vain, ill-natur’d thing, an Englishman.