Nothing To Build, And All Things To

And, Dying, Bless The Hand That Gave The Blow.

As Poetry Is The Harmony Of Words, So Music Is That Of Notes.

Luxurious Kings Are To Their People Lost, They Live Like Drones, Upon The Public Cost.

Shakespeare Was The Homer, Or Father Of Our Dramatic Poets;jonson Was Thevirgil, The Pattern Of Elaborate Writing; I Admire Him, But I Love Shakespeare.

Zeal, The Blind Conductor Of The Will.