Fear of change perplexes monarchs. |
Few sometimes may know, when thousands err. |
Fled / Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night. |
Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose. |
For contemplation he and valour formed; / For softness she and sweet attractive grace, / He for God only, she for God in him: / His fair large front and eye sublime declared / Absolute rule. |
For neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that walks invisible, except to God alone. |
For pity melts the mind to love. |
For pity melts the mind to love. |
For solitude is sometimes best society, And short retirement urges sweet return |
For what can war, but endless war still breed? |
For who would lose, / Though full of pain, this intellectual being, / Those thoughts that wander through eternity, / To perish rather, swallowed up and lost / In the wide womb of uncreated night, / Devoid of sense and motion? |
Forsook the courts of everlasting day. |
Freely we serve / Because we freely love, as in our will / To love or not; in this we stand or fall. |
From the cheerful ways of men / Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair / Presented with a universal blank / Of nature's works to me expunged and razed, / And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. |
Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to conscience, above all liberties |