Bacchus ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain. Bachus's blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure, Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure- Sweet is pleasure after pain.

Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.

Either be wholly slaves or wholly free.

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

The commendation of adversaries is the greatest triumph of a writer, because it never comes unless extorted.

A lazy frost, a numbness of the mind.

The elephant is never won by anger; nor must that man who would reclaim a lion take him by the teeth.