A Naked Lover Bound And

Behold The Groves That Shine With Silver Frost, Their Beauty Withered, And Their Verdure Lost!

O Peace! How Many Wars Were Waged In Thy Name.

Get Your Enemy To Read Your Works In Order To Mend Them, For Your Friend Is So Much Your Second Self That He Will Judge Too Like You.

Others Import Yet Nobler Arts From France, Teach Kings To Fiddle, And Make Senates Dance.

What Is It To Be Wise? 'tis But To Know How Little Can Be Known, To See All Others' Faults, And Feel Our Own.