Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things

To low ambition and the pride of kings.

Let us (since life can little more supply

Than just to look about us, and to die)

Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man;

A mighty maze! but not without a plan.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 1.

Let the world slide, let the world go;

A fig for care, and a fig for woe!

If I can't pay, why I can owe,

And death makes equal the high and low.

John Heywood (Circa 1565): Be Merry Friends.

With foreheads villanous low.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Tempest. Act iv. Sc. 1.

I would that I were low laid in my grave:

I am not worth this coil that's made for me.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.

What are the wild waves saying,

Sister, the whole day long,

That ever amid our playing

I hear but their low, lone song?

Joseph E. Carpenter (1813-1885): What are the wild Waves saying?

Speak low if you speak love.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.

What in me is dark

Illumine, what is low raise and support,

That to the height of this great argument

I may assert eternal Providence,

And justify the ways of God to men.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book i. Line 22.

As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns

As the rapt seraph that adores and burns:

To Him no high, no low, no great, no small;

He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all!

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 277.

Too low they build, who build beneath the stars.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 215.