'Tis not what man does which exalts him, but what man Would do!

Still ailing, Wind? Wilt be appeased or no?

Reads verse and thinks she understands.

Four great walls in the New Jerusalem, / Meted on each side by the angel's reed, / For Leonard, Rafael, Agnolo and me / To cover.

God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.

Rhyme for a Child Viewing a Naked Venus in a Painting of “The Judgement of Paris”

He gazed and gazed and gazed and gazed,
Amazed, amazed, amazed, amazed.