Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks; methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam.

Virtue, which breaks through opposition and all temptation can remove, most shines, and most is acceptable above.

Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north - wind's breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!

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

That power Which erring men call Chance.

Virtue hath no tongue to check vice's pride.

Then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess A Paradise within thee, happier far.