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If You Neglect Your Work, You Will Dislike It; If You Do It Well, You Will Enjoy It

Poetry, A Speaking Picture To Teach And Delight.

Our Poor Eyes Were So Enriched As To Behold, And Our Low Hearts So Exalted As To Love, A Maid Who Is Such, That As The Greatest Thing The World Can Show Is Her Beauty, So The Least Thing That May Be Praised In Her Is Her Beauty.

The End Of All Knowledge Should Be In Virtuous Action.

Nature Never Set Forth The Earth In So Rich Tapestry As Divers Poets Have Done; Neither With Pleasant Rivers, Fruitful Trees, Sweet-smelling Flowers, Nor Whatsoever Else May Make The Too-much-loved Earth More Lovely; Her World Is Brazen, The Poets Only Deliver A Golden.