Pleasant it to behold great encounters of warfare arrayed over the plains, with no part of yours in peril.

Under what law each thing was created, and how necessary it is for it to continue under this, and how it cannot annul the strong rules that govern its lifetime.

Things stand apart so far and differ, that What's food for one is poison for another.

There is so much wrong with the world. (tanta stat praedita culpa)

Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I see the suns, I see the systems lift Their forms; and even the systems and the suns Shall go back slowly to the eternal drift.

The old must always make way for the new, and one thing must be built out of the ruins of another. There is no murky pit of hell awaiting anyone.

The water hollows out the stone, not by force but drop by drop.