Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn.

Yet I shall temper so Justice with mercy, as may illustrate most Them fully satisfy'd, and thee appease.

On the tawny sands and shelves trip the pert fairies and the dapper elves.

Ere the blabbing eastern scout, The nice morn, on th' Indian steep From her cabin'd loop-hole peep.

I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.

I will not allow my daughters to learn foreign languages because one tongue is sufficient for a woman.

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.