For where's the State beneath the Firmament, That doth excell the Bees for Government? — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share Image
Apoplexie and lethargie, As forlorn hope, assault the enemy. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share Image
Bright-flaming, heat-full fire,The source of motion. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share Image
For where's the State beneath the Firmament, That doth excell the Bees for Government? — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share Image
In every hedge and ditch both day and night We fear our death, of every leafe affright. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share Image
There is no Theam more plentifull to scan, Then is the glorious goodly frame of Man. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share Image
Much like the French (or like ourselves, their apes),Who with strange habit do disguise their shapes;Who loving novels, full of affectation,Receive the manners of… — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share Image
A good turn at need,At first or last, shall be assur'd of meed. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share Image
