Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul: The mind ’s the standard of the man.1
ATTRIBUTION:
Horæ Lyricæ, Book ii. False Greatness.
Note 1. I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper judge of the man.—Seneca: On a Happy Life (L’Estrange’s Abstract), chap. i.
It is the mind that makes the man, and our vigour is in our immortal soul.—Ovid: Metamorphoses, xiii. [back]
