A little with quiet is the onely dyet.

A little with quiet is the onely dyet.

The pain
Remembrance gives, when the fix'd dart
Is stirred thus in the wound again.

The pain
Remembrance gives, when the fix'd dart
Is stirred thus in the wound again.

Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting read more

Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.

Fire is next akin to smoke.

Fire is next akin to smoke.

Religious questions have often led to wicked and impious actions.

Religious questions have often led to wicked and impious actions.

There is sufficient reward in the mere consciousness of a good
action.

There is sufficient reward in the mere consciousness of a good
action.

. . . all who joy would win
Must share it.--Happiness was born a twin.

. . . all who joy would win
Must share it.--Happiness was born a twin.

No one can keep a mask on long.

No one can keep a mask on long.

The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in
the contemplation of the past.

The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in
the contemplation of the past.