Boast not of what thou would'st have done, but do.
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.
No date prefixed directs me in the starry rubric set.
To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.
Let her (Truth) and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?
Loneliness is the first thing which God's eye named not good.