Love Either Finds Equality Or Makes It.

Government Itself At Length Must Fall To Nature's State, Where All Have Right To All.

Courage From Hearts And Not From Numbers Grows.

Sweet Is Pleasure After Pain.

Revenge, Revenge, Timotheus Cries, See The Furies Arise!

There Is An Inimitable Grace In Virgil's Words, And In Them Principally Consists That Beauty Which Gives So Inexpressible A Pleasure To Him Who Best Understands Their Force. This Diction Of His, I Must Once Again Say, Is Never To Be Copied; And Since It Cannot, He Will Appear But Lame In The Best Translation.