All Delays Are Dangerous In War.

He Is The Very Janus Of Poets; He Wears Almost Everywhere Two Faces; And You Have Scarce Begun To Admire The One, Ere You Despise The Other.

For Mysterious Things Of Faith, Rely On The Proponent, Heaven's Authority.

Shame On The Body For Breaking Down While The Spirit Perseveres.

Wit Will Shine Through The Harsh Cadence Of A Rugged Line.

Nature Meant Me A Wife, A Silly, Harmless, Household Dove, Fond Without Art, And Kind Without Deceit.