Silent as despairing love, and strong as jealousy.

Without minute neatness of execution, the sublime cannot exist! Grandeur of ideas is founded on precision of ideas.

Shame is pride's cloak.

The most sublime act is to set another before you.

And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.

And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen?

Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.