Order, thou eye of action.

Law that shocks equity is reason's murderer.

Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes.

Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow.

Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.

Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief's beneath thy shade.

Order, thou eye of action.