A Good Heart Is The Sun And

Do Not Plunge Thyself Too Far In Anger.

As For My Wife, I Would You Had Her Spirit In Such Another; The Third O' Th' World Is Yours, Which With A Snaffle You May Pace Easy, But Not Such A Wife.

I Count Myself In Nothing Else So Happy As In A Soul Remembering My Good Friends

Let None Presume To Wear An Undeserved Dignity.

The Gaudy, Blabbing, And Remorseful Day Is Crept Into The Bosom Of The Sea.