Chaos umpire sits And by decision more embroils the fray by which he reigns: next him high arbiter Chance governs all.
In naked beauty more adorn'd, More lovely than Pandora.
Dark with excessive bright.
Fame is the last infirmity of the human mind.
And, re-assembling our afflicted powers, consult how we may henceforth most offend.
Lords are lordliest in their wine.