Rocks whereon greatest men have oftest wreck'd.

Him that yon soars on golden wing, guiding the fiery-wheelèd throne, the Cherub Contemplation.

Thence to the famous orators repair, Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence Wielded at will that fierce democratie, Shook the arsenal, and fulmin'd over Greece, To Macedon, and Artaxerxes' throne.

What better can we do than prostrate fall before Him reverent, and there confess humbly our faults, and pardon beg with tears watering the ground?

The first and wisest of them all professed To know this only, that he nothing knew.

Anarchy is the sure consequence of tyranny; for no power that is not limited by laws can ever be protected by them.

Dark with excessive bright.