Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject's sole prerogative.
For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
Confidence is the feeling we have before knowing all the facts
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.
Deathless laurel is the victor's due.