How easy 'tis, when Destiny proves kind, With full-spread sails to run before the wind!
All delays are dangerous in war.
But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail: But common interest always will prevail; And pity never ceases to be shown To him who makes the people's wrongs his own.
To so perverse a sex all grace is vain.
The World to Bacon does not only owe it's present knowledge, but its future too.