Ill News Is Wing'd With Fate, And

For Truth Has Such A Face And Such A Mien, As To Be Loved Needs Only To Be Seen.

To Draw True Beauty Shows A Master's Hand.

He Who Trusts Secrets To A Servant Makes Him His Master

War Is The Trade Of Kings.

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.