Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
These are the effects of doting age,--vain doubts and idle cares and over caution.
He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.
All empire is no more than power in trust.
Secret guilt is by silence revealed.
That gloomy outside, like a rusty chest, contains the shoring treasure of a soul resolved and brave.