And he, who servilely creeps after sense,
Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.


Tyrannic Love (1669) prologue


And he, who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.

And he, who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.

And he, who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.

And he, who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.