For contemplation he and valour formed; / For softness she and sweet attractive grace, / He for God only, she for God in him: / His fair large front and eye sublime declared / Absolute rule.

Believe and be confirmed.

Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, in every gesture dignity and love.

Long is the way and hard, that out of hell leads up to light.

What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste?

For what is glory but the blaze of fame?

The gay motes that people the sunbeams.