Love Virtue, she alone is free, She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heav'n itself would stoop to her.

God is thy law, thou mine: to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge and her praise. With thee conversing I forget all time.

His sleep Was aery light, from pure digestion bred.

Let us go forth and resolutely dare with sweat of brow to toil our little day.

Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks; methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam.

The mind is its own place, and in itself, can make heaven of Hell, and a hell of Heaven.

Just are the ways of God, And justifiable to men; Unless there be who think not God at all.