“Our hopes, like towering falcons, aimAt objects in an airy height;The little pleasure of the gameIs from afar to view the flight.”
“From ignorance our comfort flows.The only wretched are the wise.”
“That if weak women went astray,Their stars were more in fault than they.”
“The end must justify the means.”
“Forbear to mention what thou canst not praise.”
“Soft peace she brings; wherever she arrivesShe builds our quiet as she forms our lives;Lays the rough paths of peevish Nature even,And opens in each heart a little heaven.”