Forbear to mention what thou canst not praise. – Matthew Prior
Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song? – Matthew Prior
The ends must justify the means. – Matthew Prior
Hopes are but the dreams of those that wake. – Matthew Prior
For, when with beauty we can virtue join, We paint the semblance of a form divine. – Matthew Prior
Fantastic tyrant of the amorous heart. How hard thy yoke, how cruel thy dart. Those escape your anger who refuse your sway, and those are punished most, who most obey. – Matthew Prior
Hope is but the dream of those who wake. – Matthew Prior
