The Fool shall not enter into Heaven let him be ever so Holy.
Every thing possible to be believ'd is an image of truth.
Imitation is criticism.
The stars are threshed, and the souls are threshed from their husks.
If you, who are organised by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, refuse, and bury your talent in the earth, even though you should want natural bread, sorrow and desperation pursue you through life, and after death shame and confusion of face to eternity.
Do what you will this life's a fiction, And is made up of contradiction.