Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief

Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?

In my younger days I struggled constantly with an overwhelming but pure love affair - my only one, and I would have struggled with it longer had not premature death, bitter but salutary for me, extinguished the cooling flames. I certainly wish I could say that I have always been entirely free from desires of the flesh, but I would be lying if I did.

And tears are heard within the harp I touch.

I rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.

For virtue only finds eternal Fame.

Continued work and application form my soul's nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.