Love Is The Greatest Of Dreams, Yet

I Was Born Free As Caesar; So Were You

Virtue Itself Turns Vice, Being Misapplied, And Vice Sometime By Action Dignified.

When Most I Wink, Then Do My Eyes Best See

Farewell The Tranquil Mind! Farewell Content! Farewell The Plumed Troops, And The Big Wars That Make Ambition Virtue.

I Have Sounded The Very Base-string Of Humility.