Revealed Religion First Informed Thy Sight, And

Of All The Tyrannies On Human Kind The Worst Is That Which Persecutes The Mind.

And Love's The Noblest Frailty Of The Mind.

Softly Sweet, In Lydian Measures, Soon He Sooth'd His Soul To Pleasures. War, He Sung, Is Toil And Trouble; Honour But An Empty Bubble; Never Ending, Still Beginning, Fighting Still, And Still Destroying. If All The World Be Worth The Winning, Think, Oh Think It Worth Enjoying: Lovely Thais Sits Beside Thee, Take The Good The Gods Provide Thee.

Love Works A Different Way In Different Minds, The Fool It Enlightens And The Wise It Blinds.

War Is A Trade Of Kings.