Accurst Ambition, How Dearly I Have Bought

Mankind Is Ever The Same, And Nothing Lost Out Of Nature, Though Everything Is Altered.

Sculptors Are Obliged To Follow The Manners Of The Painters, And To Make Many Ample Folds, Which Are Unsufferable Hardness, And More Like A Rock Than A Natural Garment.

Fool That I Was, Upon My Eagle's Wings I Bore This Wren, Till I Was Tired With Soaring, And Now He Mounts Above Me.

Only Man Clogs His Happiness With Care, Destroying What Is With Thoughts Of What May Be.

And That The Scriptures, Though Not Everywhere Free From Corruption, Or Entire, Or Clear, Are Uncorrupt, Sufficient, Clear, Entire In All Things Which Our Needful Faith Require.