I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide.
I see heaven's glories shine and faith shines equal.
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.