“A mighty pain to love it is,And 't is a pain that pain to miss;But of all pains, the greatest painIt is to love, but love in vain.”

“The tulip next appeared, all over gay, But wanton, full of pride, and full of play; The world can't show a dye but here has place; Nay, by new mixtures, she can change her face; Purple and gold are both beneath her care- The richest needlework she loves to wear; Her only study is to please the eye, And to outshine the rest in finery”

“Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.”

“Come, my best friends, my best books, and lead me on.”

“Ah yet, ere I descend to the grave, May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, and many books, both true, both wise and both delightful too.”

“What shall I do to be for ever known,And make the age to come my own?”

“Banish business, banish sorrow. To the gods belongs tomorrow.”