Sole reigning holds the tyranny of Heav'n.

So dear I love him, that with him, all deaths I could endure, without him, live no life.

Our state cannot be severed, we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.

I sung of Chaos and Eternal Night, Taught by the heav'nly Muse to venture down The dark descent, and up to reascend.

I will point ye out the right path of a virtuous and noble Education; laborious indeed at first ascent, but else so smooth, so green, so full of goodly prospect, and melodious sounds on every side, that the harp of Orpheus was not more charming.

Loneliness is the first thing which God's eye named not good.

I on the other side Us'd no ambition to commend my deeds; The deeds themselves, though mute, spoke loud the doer.