By this time, like one who had set out on his way by night, and travelled through a region of smooth or idle dreams, our history now arrives on the confines, where daylight and truth meet us with a clear dawn, representing to our view, though at a far distance, true colours and shapes.

Deep vers'd in books, and shallow in himself.

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.

All hell broke loose.

Imparadis'd in one another's arms.

It were a journey like the path to heaven, To help you find them.

A grateful mind/ By owing owes not, but still pays, at once/ Indebted and discharg'd.