Reason Is A Crutch For Age, But

Plots, True Or False, Are Necessary Things, To Raise Up Commonwealths And Ruin Kings.

As When The Dove Returning Bore The Mark Of Earth Restored To The Long Labouring Ark; The Relics Of Mankind, Secure At Rest, Oped Every Window To Receive The Guest, And The Fair Bearer Of The Message Bless'd.

Not Judging Truth To Be In Nature Better Than Falsehood, But Setting A Value Upon Both According To Interest.

I Learn To Pity Woes So Like My Own.

If You Have Lived, Take Thankfully The Past. Make, As You Can, The Sweet Remembrance Last.