License they mean when they cry Liberty; For who loves that, must first be wise and good.

Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to conscience, above all liberties.

Lifted up so high I disdained subjection, and thought one step higher would set me highest.

In those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.

Truth and understanding are not such wares as to be monopolized and traded in by tickets and statutes and standards. We must not think to make a staple commodity of all the knowledge in the land, to mark and license it like our broadcloth and our woolpacks.

Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone; The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done.

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!