Everye white will have its blacke, And everye sweete its soure.

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air

Full many a gem of purest ray serene
The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear:
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.

Instead of dirt and poison, we have rather chosen to fill our hives with honey and wax, thus furnishing mankind with the two noblest of things, which are sweetness and light.

To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.

Sweet meat must have sour sauce.