I Have Pursued Her, As Love Hath

What, Shall One Of Us, That Struck For The Foremost Man Of All This World But For Supporting Robbers--shall We Now Contaminate Our Fingers With Base Bribes, And Sell The Mighty Space Of Our Large Honors For So Much Trash As May Be Grasped Thus?

Is Not The Truth The Truth?

O That Men's Ears Should Be To Counsel Deaf But Not To Flattery!

My Stars Shine Darkly Over Me

We, Ignorant Of Ourselves, Beg Often Our Own Harms, Which The Wise Powers Deny Us For Our Good; So Find We Profit By Losing Of Our Prayers.