Solitude Is Sometimes Best Society.

The Work Under Our Labour Grows, Luxurious By Restraint.

It Was That Fatal And Perfidious Bark, Built In Th' Eclipse, And Rigg'd With Curses Dark.

Which, If Not Victory, Is Yet Revenge.

It Were A Journey Like The Path To Heaven, To Help You Find Them.

Courtesy Which Oft Is Found In Lowly Sheds, With Smoky Rafters, Than In Tapestry Halls And Courts Of Princes, Where It First Was Named.