Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones.

So scented the grim Feature, and upturn'd His nostril wide into the murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from so far.

Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.

The superior man acquaints himself with many sayings of antiquity and many deeds of the past, in order to strengthen his character thereby.

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.

Our country is where ever we are well off.

Methought I saw my late espoused saint.