A Lazy Frost, A Numbness Of The

It Is Sufficient To Say, According To The Proverb, That Here Is God's Plenty.

Silence In Times Of Suffering Is The Best.

Fame Then Was Cheap, And The First Comer Sped; And They Have Kept It Since By Being Dead.

Moderate Sorrow Fits Vulgar Love, And For A Vulgar Man: But I Have Lov'd With Such Transcendent Passion, I Soar'd, At First, Quite Out Of Reason's View, And Now Am Lost Above It.

The Thought Of Being Nothing After Death Is A Burden Insupportable To A Virtuous Man.