Lords are lordliest in their wine.
And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons.
The spirits perverse with easy intercourse pass to and fro, to tempt or punish mortals.
Innumerable as the stars of night, Or stars of morning, dewdrops which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower.
He left it in thy power, ordaind thy will By nature free, not over-rul'd by Fate Inextricable, or strict necessity.
Equally inured by moderation either state to bear, prosperous or adverse.