Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night?

The power of Kings and Magistrates is nothing else, but what is only derivative, transferrd and committed to them in trust from the People, to the Common good of them all, in whom the power yet remaines fundamentally, and cannot be takn from them, without a violation of thir natural birthright.

Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north - wind's breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!

Smiles from reason flow, To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.

The work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint.

He who freely magnifies what hath been nobly done, and fears not to declares as freely what might be done better, gives ye the best covenant of his fidelity.

This manner of writing wherein knowing myself inferior to myself? I have the use, as I may account it, but of my left hand.