'tis The Year's Midnight, And It Is

I Would Not That Death Should Take Me Asleep. I Would Not Have Him Merely Seize Me, And Only Declare Me To Be Dead, But Win Me, And Overcome Me. When I Must Shipwreck, I Would Do It In A Sea, Where Mine Impotency Might Have Some Excuse; Not In A Sullen Weedy Lake, Where I Could Not Have So Much As Exercise For My Swimming.

As States Subsist In Part By Keeping Their Weaknesses From Being Known, So Is It The Quiet Of Families To Have Their Chancery And Their Parliament Within Doors, And To Compose And Determine All Emergent Differences There.

As He That Fears God Fears Nothing Else, So He That Sees God Sees Everything Else.

Though Truth And Falsehood Be Near Twins, Yet Truth A Little Elder Is.

Ask Not For Whom The Bell Tolls; It Tolls For Thee