To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man's, into the world, as it is God's.
Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!
The monster London laugh at me.
His time's forever, everywhere his place.
The present is all the ready money Fate can give.
Hope! fortune's cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!