Sweet Is Pleasure After Pain.

Be Secret And Discreet; The Fairy Favors Are Lost When Not Concealed.

Few Know The Use Of Life Before 'tis Past.

Pride - Lord Of Human Kind

Content With Poverty, My Soul I Arm; And Virtue, Though In Rags, Will Keep Me Warm.

Some Of Our Philosophizing Divines Have Too Much Exalted The Faculties Of Our Souls, When They Have Maintained That By Their Force Mankind Has Been Able To Find Out God.