My latest found, Heaven's last, best gift, my ever new delight!
Demoniac frenzy, moping melancholy.
He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem.
Virtue, which breaks through opposition and all temptation can remove, most shines, and most is acceptable above.
Not to know me argues yourselves unknown.
Equally inured by moderation either state to bear, prosperous or adverse.