So scented the grim Feature, and upturn’d His nostril wide into the murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from so far.
The best apology against false accusers is silence.
Contemplation is wisdom’s best nurse.
The Tree of Knowledge grew fast by, Knowledge of Good bought dear by knowing ill.
Virtue hath no tongue to check vice’s pride.
God shall be all in all.
Heaven, the seat of bliss, Brooks not the works of violence and war.
Know thy birth! For dost thou art, and shalt to dust return.
We read not that Christ ever exercised force but once; and that was to drive profane ones out of his Temple, not to force them in.
The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger.
Hope allows us to bid farewell to fear.
Sable-vested Night, eldest of things.
I see thou art implacable, more deaf To pray’rs than winds and seas. Yet winds to seas Are reconcil’d at length, and sea to shore: Thy anger, unappeasable, still rages Eternal tempest never to be calm’d.
Heaven Is as the Book of God before thee set, Wherein to read His wondrous works.
God is thy law, thou mine.
Evil into the mind of god or man may come and go, so unapproved, and leave no spot or blame behind.
The wife, where danger or dishonour lurks, Safest and seemliest by her husband stays, Who guards her, or with her the worst endures.
And to thy husband’s will Thine shall submit; he over thee shall rule.
With thee goes Thy husband, him to follow thou art bound; Where he abides, think there thy native soil.
Death from sin no power can separate.