Nothing would strengthen the bulwarks of our Zion more than such easy reforms as these: recent happy revivals in our church would thus be more solidified; and where, as now, many have been lulled to slumber, many grieved, many become disgusted or Dissenters, our sons and our daughters would grow up as the polished corners of the temple, and crowds would throng the courts of our holy and beautiful House.
Suffer thus far, clerical and lay, these crude hints: in all things have I studied brevity, throughout this little bookful; therefore are you spared a perusal of my reasons, and so be indulgent for their absence.

I "touch your ears" but lightly; be you for charity, as in old Rome, my favourable witnesses.
* * * * * My before-mentioned Censor of the press had a very considerable mind to dock all mention of the following intended _brochure_.

But I answered, Really, Mr.Judgment, (better or worse, as occasion may register your Agnomen,) you must not weigh trifles in gold-assaying scales; be not so particular as to the polish of a thumb-nail; endure a little incoherent pastime; count not the several stems of hay, straw, stubble--but suffer them to be pitch-forked _en masse_, and unconsidered: it is their privilege, in common with that of certain others--lightnesses that froth upon the surface of society.

Moreover, let me remind your worship's classicality that no one of mortals is sapient at all times.

Item, that if friend Flaccus be not a calumniator, even the rigid virtue of the antiquer Cato delighted in so stimulant a vanity as wine hot.