When I Consider Life, It Is All

Every Age Has A Kind Of Universal Genius, Which Inclines Those That Live In It To Some Particular Studies.

Chaucer Followed Nature Everywhere, But Was Never So Bold To Go Beyond Her.

Parting Is Worse Than Death; It Is Death Of Love!

Ill News Is Wing'd With Fate, And Flies Apace.

Dreams Are But Interludes, Which Fancy Makes; When Monarch Reason Sleeps, This Mimic Wakes.