Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source.
Shakespeare's name, you may depend on it, stands absurdly too high and will go down.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space.
Pure friendship's well-feigned blush.
But I had not quite fixed whether to make him [Don Juan] end in Hell-or in an unhappy marriage,-not knowing which would be the severest.
A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover - but will sooner or later find a tyrant.