And Out Of Good Still To Find

Bacchus, That First From Out The Purple Grape Crush'd The Sweet Poison Of Misused Wine.

But What More Oft In Nations Grown Corrupt, And By Their Vices Brought To Servitude, Than To Love Bondage More Than Liberty, Bondage With Ease Than Strenuous Liberty.

Nothing Lovelier Can Be Found In Woman, Than To Study Household Good, And Good Works In Her Husband To Promote.

Lifted Up So High I Disdained Subjection, And Thought One Step Higher Would Set Me Highest.

Our Torments Also May In Length Of Time Become Our Elements.