Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence.

The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.

Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible.

He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem.

Tis chastity, my brother, chastity; She that has that is clad in complete steel, And, like a quiver'd nymph with arrows keen, May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths, Infamous hills, and sandy perilous wilds; Where, through the sacred rays of chastity, No savage fierce, bandite, or mountaineer, Will dare to soil her virgin purity.

The martyrs shook the powers of darkness with the irresistible power of weakness.

Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, for opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making.