And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet.

Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost.

Ah, why should all mankind For one man's fault, be condemned, If guiltless?

Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them....I know they are as lively and as vigorously productive as those fabulous dragon's teeth and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men.

Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.

It is lawful and hath been held so through all ages for any one who have the power to call to account a tyrant or wicked king, and after due conviction to depose and put him to death.

Demoniac frenzy, moping melancholy.