To Be Blind Is Not Miserable; Not

Incens'd With Indignation Satan Stood Unterrify'd, And Like A Comet Burn'd That Fires The Length Of Ophiuchus Huge In Th' Arctic Sky, And From His Horrid Hair Shakes Pestilence And War.

The Whole Freedom Of Man Consists Either In Spiritual Or Civil Liberty.

Hope Elevates, And Joy Brightens His Crest.

A Bevy Of Fair Women.

Death To Life Is Crown Or Shame.