How can a bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing?

How do you know but ev’ry Bird that cuts the airy way, Is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five?

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.

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod, Or Love in a golden bowl?

The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.

The strongest poison ever known came from Caesar's laurel crown.

Exuberance is beauty.