Beauty is nature's brag, and must be shown in courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, where most may wonder at the workmanship.

Evil into the mind of god or man may come and go, so unapproved, and leave no spot or blame behind.

A broad and ample road, whose dust is gold, And pavement stars,--as stars to thee appear Seen in the galaxy, that milky way Which nightly as a circling zone thou seest Powder'd with stars.

Let not England forget her precedence of teaching nations how to live.

Hail holy light, offspring of heav'n firstborn!

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!

Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment?