But dying is a pleasure / When living is a pain.
It's a hard world, neighbors, if a man's oath must be his master.
Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.
Sweet is pleasure after pain.
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!
Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.