Can Any Mortal Mixture Of

Prudence Is The Virtue By Which We Discern What Is Proper To Do Under Various Circumstances In Time And Place.

Day And Night, Seed-time And Harvest, Heat And Hoary Frost Shall Hold Their Course, Till Fire Purge All Things New.

Give Me The Liberty To Know, To Utter, And To Argue Freely According To Conscience, Above All Liberties.

With Ruin Upon Ruin, Rout On Rout, Confusion Worse Confounded.

What In Me Is Dark Illumine, What Is Low Raise And Support, That To The Height Of This Great Argument I May Assert Eternal Providence, And Justify The Ways Of God To Men. 1 Paradise Lost. Book I. Line 22.