William Alexander, 1st Earl Of Stirling Quotes
The deepest rivers make least din, The silent soule doth most abound in care.
While as he yet doth breath extend, no man is blest; behold the end.
Not beauty, no, but virtue rais'd my fires, whose sacred flame did cherish chaste desires.
How some dare scorn (as if a fabulous lie) that they should rise whom death to dust doth bind -- and like to beasts, a beastly life they lead, who naught attend save death when they are dead.
Great conquests trouble, where contempt may please -- the one yields glory, and the other ease.
