The plainest case in many words entangling.

Men's actions to futurity appear but as the events to which they are conjoined do give them consequence.

It ever is the marked propensity of restless and aspiring minds to look into the stretch of dark futurity.

The bliss even of a moment still is bliss.

Me care for te laws when te laws care for me.

Still on it creeps, Each little moment at another's heels, Till hours, days, years, and ages are made up Of such small parts as these, and men look back Worn and bewilder'd, wondering how it is.

I can bear scorpion's stings, tread fields of fire, in frozen gulfs of cold eternal lie, be tossed aloft through tracts of endless void, but cannot live in shame.