We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to.
"Unthread the bold eye of rebellion, And welcome home again discarded faith."
"They do not love that do not show their love."
"If she be made of white and red, Her faults will ne'er be known, For blushing cheeks by faults are bred, And fears by pale white shown: Then if she fear or be to blame, By this you shall not know, For still her cheeks possess the same, Which native s."
"Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge."
"Seriousness is the last refuge of the shallow."