I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
Silence 'tis awe decrees.
A man in armour is his armour's slave.
Why stay on the earth except to grow.
Earth is crammed with heavens.
The common problem, yours, mine, everyone's Is ? not to fancy what were fair in life Provided it could be ? but, finding first What may be, then find how to make it fair Up to our means.