Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass'd; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join'd the former two.
Truth is the foundation of all knowledge and the cement of all societies.
Merit challenges envy.
He who would search for pearls must dive below.