'Tis the Divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter,
And intimates Eternity to man.
Act v. Sc. I.
I'm weary of conjectures.
Act v. Sc. 1.
The soul secured in her existence, smiles
At the drawn dagger, and defies its point.
Act v. Sc. 1.
The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds