Such joy ambition finds.
To live a life half dead, a living death.
Myself, and all the Angelic Host, that stand in the sight of God enthroned, our happy state hold, as you yours, while our obedience hold. On other surety none: freely we serve, because we freely love.
For evil news rides post, while good news baits.
No date prefixed directs me in the starry rubric set.
Boast not of what thou would'st have done, but do.