New Vows To Plight, And Plighted Vows

Love Either Finds Equality Or Makes It.

Since A True Knowledge Of Nature Gives Us Pleasure, A Lively Imitation Of It, Either In Poetry Or Painting, Must Produce A Much Greater; For Both These Arts Are Not Only True Imitations Of Nature, But Of The Best Nature.

For Truth Has Such A Face And Such A Mien, As To Be Loved Needs Only To Be Seen.

Second Thoughts, They Say, Are Best.

Time And Death Shall Depart And Say In Flying Love Has Found Out A Way To Live, By Dying.