Let none admire that riches grow in hell; that soil may best deserve the precious bane.
Come and trip it as ye go On the light fantastic toe.
Confidence imparts a wonderful inspiration to the possessor.
Fear of change perplexes monarchs.
The teachers of our law, and to propose What might improve my knowledge or their own.
Hope elevates, and joy Brightens his crest.
God is thy law, thou mine: to know no more Is woman’s happiest knowledge and her praise. With thee conversing I forget all time.
Our torments also may in length of time Become our elements, these piercing fires As soft as now severe, our temper changed Into their temper.
But see! theVirgin blessed Hath laid her Babe to rest. Time is our tedious song should here have ending.
Time, though in Eternity, applied To motion, measures all things durable By present, past, and future.
What is dark within me, illumine.
Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay To mould me man? Did I solicit thee From darkness to promote me?
Wild above rule or art, enormous bliss.
That space the Evil One abstracted stood From his own evil, and for the time remained Stupidly good, of enmity disarmed, Of guile, of hate, of envy, of revenge .
Day and night, Seed-time and harvest, heat and hoary frost Shall hold their course, till fire purge all things new.
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!
What reinforcement we may gain from hope; If not, what resolution from despair.
Where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes, That comes to all.
Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.
None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license.