The Apprehension Of The Good Gives But

Conceal Me What I Am, And Be My Aid For Such Disguise As Haply Shall Become The Form Of My Intent.

The Error Of Our Eye Directs Our Mind. What Error Leads Must Err.

Fall Greeks; Fail Fame; Honour Or Go Or Stay; My Major Vow Lies Here, This I'll Obey.

April ... Hath Put A Spirit Of Youth In Everything.

Praising What Is Lost Makes The Remembrance Dear