Taste this, and be henceforth among the Gods thyself a Goddess.

The olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long.

Lifted up so high I disdained subjection, and thought one step higher would set me highest.

That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew, Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge.

He who freely magnifies what hath been nobly done, and fears not to declares as freely what might be done better, gives ye the best covenant of his fidelity.

I will point ye out the right path of a virtuous and noble Education; laborious indeed at first ascent, but else so smooth, so green, so full of goodly prospect, and melodious sounds on every side, that the harp of Orpheus was not more charming.

Be strong, live happy and love, but first of all Him whom to love is to obey, and keep His great command!