Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.
O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.
Is base in kind, and born to be a slave.
The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and there only, is the power to save.