Full Nakedness! All My Joys Are Due

Affliction Is A Treasure, And Scarce Any Man Hath Enough Of It.

I Am A Little World Made Cunningly.

As Virtuous Men Pass Mildly Away, And Whisper To Their Souls To Go, Whilst Some Of Their Sad Friends Do Say, The Breath Goes Now, And Some Say No.

There Is Nothing That God Hath Established In A Constant Course Of Nature, And Which Therefore Is Done Every Day, But Would Seem A Miracle, And Exercise Our Admiration, If It Were Done But Once.

A Mathematical Point Is The Most Indivisble And Unique Thing Which Art Can Present.