In every hedge and ditch both day and night We fear our death, of every leafe affright. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
For where’s the State beneath the Firmament, That doth excell the Bees for Government? — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
The world’s a stage where God’s omnipotence, His justice, knowledge, love, and — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
There is no Theam more plentifull to scan, Then is the glorious goodly frame of Man. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
Much like the French (or like ourselves, their apes),Who with strange — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
I take the world to be but as a stage,Where net-maskt men do play their personage. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas
