Quips And Cranks And Wanton Wiles, Nods

Necessity And Chance Approach Not Me, And What I Will Is Fate.

Execute Their Airy Purposes.

Yet Once More, O Ye Laurels, And Once More Ye Myrtles Brown, With Ivy Never Sere, I Come To Pluck Your Berries Harsh And Crude, And With Forced Fingers Rude Shatter Your Leaves Before The Mellowing Year.

Contemplation Is Wisdom's Best Nurse.

Men Of Most Renowned Virtue Have Sometimes By Transgressing Most Truly Kept The Law.