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.
Temper justice with mercy.
The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger.
Our state cannot be severed, we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
The starry cope Of heaven.