Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse.
So must the writer, whose productions should Take with the vulgar, be of vulgar mould.
The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So calm are we when passions are no more!
When religion doth with virtue join, it makes a hero like an angel shine.
Virtue's a stronger guard than brass.
Happy is she that from the world retires, and carries with her what the world admires.