Come knit hands, and beat the ground in a light fantastic round

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

The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.

She what was honour knew, And with obsequious majesty approv'd My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower I led her blushing like the morn; all heaven And happy constellations on that hour Shed their selectest influence; the earth Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill; Joyous the birds; fresh gales and gentle airs Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their wings Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub.

Next, to make them expert in the usefullest points of grammar; and withal to season them and win them early to the love of virtue and true labour, ere any flattering seducement or vain principle seize them wandering, some easy and delightful book of education would be read to them; whereof the Greeks have store, as Cebes, Plutarch, and other Socratic discourses.

The never-ending flight Of future days.

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