O, For An Engine, To Keep Back

It Holds For Good Polity Ever, To Have That Outwardly In Vilest Estimation, Which Inwardly Is Most Dear To Us.

Blueness Doth Express Trueness.

In Small Proportions We Just Beauties See; And In Short Measures, Life May Perfect Be.

A Lily Of A Day Is Fairer Far In May, Although It Fall And Die That Night, It Was The Plant And Flower Of Light. In Small Proportions We Just Beauties See, And In Short Measures Life May Perfect Be.

Poets Are Far Rarer Birds Than Kings.