Arts and sciences in one and the same century have arrived at great perfection; and no wonder, since every age has a kind of universal genius, which inclines those that live in it to some particular studies; the work then, being pushed on by many hands, must go forward.

Beware the fury of a patient man.

Resolved to ruin or to rule the state.

Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child.

Rhyme is the rock on which thou art to wreck.

Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.

Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!