Rough Diamonds May Sometimes Be

Rich With The Spoils Of Nature.

We Carry Within Us The Wonders We Seek Without Us.

For There Is A Music Wherever There Is A Harmony, Order, Or Proportion, And Thus Far We May Maintain The Music Of The Spheres.

To Make An End Of All Things On Earth, And Our Planetical System Of The World, He (god) Need But Put Out The Sun.

We Term Sleep A Death By Which We May Be Literally Said To Die Daily; In Fine, So Like Death, I Dare Not Trust It Without My Prayers.